Home and Away

Just a quick note.
Harris versus Carnoustie or Carnoustie versus Harris. Same same.
12 miles up the road lovely pitch in this encounter a home advantage doesn't count for a lot.
The Harris pitch is a pleasure to play on.

12 o'clock meet at the club ready for battle.

I won't see you on Thursday, but look forward with great anticipation to Saturday.

Remember. Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.( John Lennon)
Appreciate your family and friends always (PC)

No training this Thursday big squad session Saturday

I have just had a look down the comments on the last post. We can all see that perhaps a certain lapse has occurred, or there aren't that many of us in the first place. All it takes is a few injuries and a wee virus hanging about.
I have been knackered for weeks and I know how it feels.

This Saturday we are looking forward to a big turn out. Committed players need only apply. Such as Craig Dawson his commitment is second to none.
If we look at players who attended Tuesday night. Owen Hughes lives close to Glamis 16.7 miles one way. Carbon footprint 8 kg (big Jag)
Craig Dawson Redford 7.44 miles one way. 2.59 kg carbon footprint (big GTI)
Danny Johannes Van Wyk 12 miles Dundee O carbon footprint (bike)

I stood there on Tuesday and felt a true moment of guilt when someone who will remain anonymous (due to his modesty) said ''come on guys lets do our best tonight for Bill even though the numbers are low''. Well said that man. Another guilty moment occurred when you tally up the effort in miles of the above players. I could almost bet at least one sad monkey was sitting in his living room watching Eastenders. Hormone therapy maybe needs to be applied.

We are all equal as club members, but for players really, all you have to do is turn up, listen, train hard and apply the thoughts of the coach. Which in my humble opinion isn't that difficult.
The coaching is excellent thank you Bill.

Again when your watching Eastenders remember the others who travel on a very regular basis.
Bruce, Gav, Stuart travel from Arbroath large effort/distance/ large footprint.
The list could go on on and on. Craig Anderson and hopefully his brother again.

Remember the up and coming Saturdays bring our biggest games of the year.

Please feel free to add positive comments.

All I have to say to you is
Floccinaucinihilipilification

Well done Bruce 41 - 12 your commas rock. You can tell I went to a RC primary school

Bringing the slaves to heel !!

What can I say. Not only was I created as a monster, I may have created one Ha ha.

Working out the identities of characters in our little mini forum is highly amusing.
One in particular sticks out like a sore thumb. He gives his identity away with his brilliant use of the English language.

Maximus Licinius Crassus brings Spartacus to heel. Eventually.
Why did he fail?
Was it because Spartacus didn't go back into the changing room to change his thong? Probably not.
Was it because he didn't fire his troops up enough, before the battle? Some folk like getting shouted at. It doesn't bother me. I used to struggle keeping a straight face when the battle cry screeched through the changing room.

The old look into my eyes, look into my eyes thing, is quite funny. Apparently people who stare into your eyes for long periods of time, whilst speaking, need to get checked out for autism. A classic sign.

Years ago we played Cumnock away in the league, (the second time, not the one when two Cumnock players ended up going away in an Ambulance) we knew it was going to be a very hard game.

Real rugby players get fired up the night before by watching a British Lions video, then perhaps a Rocky film followed by a bit shadow boxing up the stairs presenting yourself in front of the mirror. Checking for autistic traits. Then reminding yourself about your H2O intake.

None of that council pop, proper Evian, pure Alpine water sourced in Perthshire. Early night (sorry honey), get up early, plenty of time for another coat of polish on your boots. Thinking about how your going to play the game against Stewart Bennett. Interesting thought.

Being woken up on the bus (whilst everyone is watching a British Lions Video) by Ian Ross, he asked me what I did last night? I told him I played buckaroo and then watched Happy Gilmore again. He looked at me in a non autistic way and his facial expression said it all '' your match preparation is a bit different than most.'' Or most probably ''theres something not right about him''.

He is probably right. I didn't even get excited about the Ryder cup this year or any other year.

The bottom line for me was to give a 100 % on the pitch with no excuses, its all down to the individual on what excuses he wants to use at the end of the game. Sometimes you get beat, thats show business.

I feel a lot better now. Even though Jock shouted out on Saturday '' He has never been very good with his hands''.
Why didn't he shout that out 27 years ago it would have saved me looking like a bag of spanners.

What's In A Name

Normally the blog would start with an indepth look into the previous game but I think there's enough been said about it in the last posting & in the match report, our next league game which is away against Harris on 29th November should be where the real answers lie. Unfortunately, losing in the cup against Mackie lost us a home tie against Crieff in the next round, hey ho. 29th Nov is when we could achieve our end of the season goal & move in to 3rd & that would be the halfway stage of our campaign, 1st v 3rd- Alloa v Panmure & 2nd v 4th- Harris v Spartacus, Roman Nose, Spartasuc, Iceman & co, it's a big weekend for us, just saying guys, you know, just saying. Enough of that for now, on to the important stuff of the past week- at the last count at writing this, there was 31 comments on last weeks blog & what comments some of them were, there was poetry, grammar lessons, Mummy wanting to fulfill some sort of fantasy with scantily clad rugby players & the usual slaggings, all hopefully in good banter. After speaking with some people, some would like to know the true identities behind the name & others, like me, think it's great that there's an element of mystery. If anyone would like to reveal themselves (not Eck Robertson though, he's revealed enough of himself for one season already, or until the next bus trip anyway) they may do so in this blog, there are obviously a few that are common knowledge already but I'm not going to say who's who in case not everyone does know. These people are obviously wide open for a personal attack by anonymous people using an alias, which is where we need some sort of code of conduct. Remember guys & gal, while typing something which may be funny in your head & piss your pants laughable if said face to face to that person, it may not be perseeved that way whilst being read & could be picked up wrong....be careful. Also, if anyone does have a real personal gripe with anyone, dont hide behind a computer, grow a set & say it face to face. Only post something that may be borderline if read if it is meant in jest & not a real dig. One big thing in debate is the team of old v the team of now which is always interesting reading, having played with the team of old & the team of now, I have my opinion & my reasons for them but if the discussion/debate is going to continue, please state reasons, it all helps to fuel the discussion/debate. Another thing is the Spartacus saga, first there was Prez claiming to be Spartacus, then Spartacus appeared & then Spartasuc followed suit, who has the true right to the throne....who cares....it's given us a great theme night for an upcoming piss up & Mummy's dream can become reality. Poetry on the blog must be a no no, unless it's going to be rude & crude (it is a rugby blog after all). Grammar lessons also must be a no no, due to this blog getting constantly questioned & the normal lack of commas would always be an issue- told you I'd get it in;-) & another reason for no English lessons is.....do we really give a f*ck? Anyway, enough rambling, was told to put some shit on here & I've lived up to my word, it's shit. Saturday 15th November is a squad session at the High School, it's important to the team & Billy that we turn up & show the same commitment that we do on a match day, 12pm at High School & changing rooms are booked between 12&2pm, see you all there. Peace!

Next Saturdays cup game

12.30 kick off against Mackie.

A great effort on Tuesday and 20 players training.

The true hero of the 20th century?

In my mind and no doubt others you can pick many different people who significantly changed the 20th century. History has passed and its time to reflect.

Was it Gandhi the man who through peaceful protest relieved the sub Continent of its British oppressors.

Maybe for some Lech Walesa who bravely stood against the might of the Soviet and initiated its demise.

Martin Luther King for bringing black politics to the fore in the days of white supremacy .

Or even the unsung hero who averted World War 3 by sacrificing his own life .He opened the door of a nuclear reactor and turned on a deluge to cool the reactor of a K 19 Russian nuclear sub. Just off the American western seaboard.

For me its was none of the above. My hero is a guy of relative modesty considering how great he is. A man who walks among us. “Some men pray for a miracle; heroes make one happen.”

He held the rugby clubs destiny in one hand when it should have been two. Carnoustie played Kinross in the cup. It was an away game and a pretty tough one at that. We battled to the line. The ball was passed to my Hero, in perfectly dry conditions he went over the line and dropped it.

Well what can you say to a talented youngster who made a simple mistake? I felt like stringing him up. He was given loads of verbal abuse for days. Not good.

Then we realised that if he had touched down we were playing Kelso the next week. Some people might think that was a good thing but but we wouldn't have reached the final at Murrayfield if it wasn't for my hero Bruce Langlands.

Thanks Bruce. It was a close call though between you and Happy Gilmore.

Inspirational ladies !

Water boy here. Just thought I would make sure your all topped up with your H2O.

Why do we need a psychiatrist to analyse how a man works? Its all about the female, from the early days of running about the playground to the current, running about the rugby pitch. If the love of your life is watching. You will play a blinder.

Gavin Dissel and Owen Hughes your the stallions of the week. I'm sure Dannys girl was watching also. Was it 5 tries or would it have been 1 if he was trying just to impress the water boy.

Playing Montrose wasn't going to be easy, but the stallions took them to the sword. For locals wanting to wile a couple of hours away. I would recommend a trip up to Shanwell road to watch entertaining rugby.

So the starting team consisted of the guys who trained last week. A nice position to be in and hopefully will encourage all players to train and fight for a place in the team. Looking at the season so far we are climbing up the league and are currently in 4th position. 1 point off Panmure. If we do the work and we reflect on the minutes after the Panmure game we have made great progress and made new friends. I looked in the faces of the team at Panmure and I'm pretty sure there was an element of doubt. Now we are slowly building up a steely confidence which I haven't seen for a while.

Thanks to everyone