Masters Round 7 – Sunshine Coast
This tends to always be the round when a mysterious affliction takes hold of the club that has players in their droves unable to travel to the Sunshine Coast. With Supers players Kingy, Mumfy, Nashy, Simmsy, Chief and Princess all filling in for us, the entire Masters team could quite possibly have travelled up together in the same vehicle. 2 up front, 3 in the back and Haema in the boot Those that did make the journey will have been witness to a wholehearted and determined performance in the face of overwhelming odds.
Some have suggested the mass absenteeism was due largely in part to the mid week training drill involving a deck of Satan’s cards, that Rocket saw fit to introduce. Ironically, with so many regulars still in Intensive Care or Induced comas as a part of rehab it meant that Rocket was forced to play his first full game of the season. Experiencing much the same level of soreness as the rest of us, there was some small satisfaction in watching him move around the ground like the tin man from Wizard of Oz.
After a slow start, it became a genuine war of attrition and our backline should be very proud. Dooley & Bic spoiled everything that came their way. Gaz took some great grabs under pressure despite being crunched 3 times by Yatala/Yeronga/Springfield/Maroochydoore Pete who seemed to warming up for his future career in Sunshine Coast colours. Haema too had a good one right up until he found himself sent from the ground for dissent. A beaming Haema bounded toward the boundary line most pleased that being sent off did not constitute a 50 metre penalty and could therefore, not be forced to buy his comrades a carton of beer. He followed this shortly after by pinching a stray one dollar coin that had been sitting unclaimed on the dressing room floor after the game. Is this the world tightest man? Can you imagine X-mas at this blokes place? Haema climbing down the chimney dressed as Santa before announcing “Hey kids, who wants to buy some presents?
Players dropped like flies on this unseasonably warm day. Alex got a heavy bump early. Ado went down with cramp and the trainer Joycey told him to come off for a much needed rest. Igor goes down with cramp and trainer Joycey tells me I’m a sook and sprays me in the crotch with water. Double standards.
The evolution of Mary’s leg injury had reached the point where the club was forced to re-vamp it’s wheelchair access before the next home game.
Princess was dominant, to the point where I (and I’m not making this up) overheard a particularly upset Sunshine Coast coach demanding of his players at the half time huddle to “Please stop kicking it to Princess!” Ironically, the exact same game plan the Supers were thinking of using in the next game.
Nicko played a lone hand in the ruck. Jenko took some great grabs under pressure including one fantastic juggling effort.
Great effort on short notice by Slim to put up his hand and umpire. There were some nervous looks on the faces of the people who passed our dressing room shortly before bounce down. All they could hear was the frenzied cries of “Push! Push!” and the panting and screaming of another person, clearly experiencing an excrutiating discomfort. A professional mid wife raced in to find Slim had successfully managing to squeeze into the fluorescent umpiring shirt provided.
Cuddles & Craig were two of only a few of us that finished with run in the legs and despite an 8 goal deficit, this was truly one the club could be proud of.
Last Modified on 01/03/2011 12:45