Newport Nasties

Trollope was not in attendance, but a dedicated core of 5 faithfully worked through the prescribed program of a run to the top of the Nasties' very own Heartbreak Ridge - Barrenjoey Lighthouse.

 

With a small showing, early temptations to can the whole thing and just catch a coffee and talk nonsense at the Boathouse cafe were resisted (just). Thus at 8 oh ten we set out.

The only good thing to say about Heartbreak is that - a bit like hitting your head against a brick wall -  it's good when you stop.

Some serious sucking in was on display by Sean P, Skip, Ray, Timbo and your scribe, but the satisfaction at getting there was shared by all. We then did some light run throughs and impressed a group fo yummy mummys! A light jog down back down was followed by a runnging press ups, sit ups and star jump/squats (thanks Ray) session on the flat.

The tough, but deeply satisfying one hour outing was topped off with a dip where all agreed that this was a TOP way to start the day.

 

Gentlemen, we are truly blessed to have such a training venue at our doorstep. Let's do it all again next week!

Thursday Training

Tims promise of a surprise at training was enough to tempt most of the squad down to training tonight!

Luckily the rumours of the surprise being Bentleys budgie smugglers were untrue instead, much to the delight of all present, Just-In introduced the latest member to the fold. Despite having recently undergone multiple limb amputations the legless wonder was welcomed with open arms…. And mouths!! Perched elegantly on the back of Just-Ins ute the new official mascot “Legless” the bbq promised all the nasties a nice rewarding snag after training!

Fuelled by the knowledge they were to be fed as well as watered the Nasties took to the field for the evenings session.

The newly appointed training instructor Mark ‘the teacher!’ Trollope embraced the challenge of his new role by advising that he would be off for a few weeks on the piss and that the boys should just make it up as they go along in his absence!

Never-the-less the session commenced, and it was a session that was to be a one sided display of superior ball handling skills from Skips team with almost mystical 1-2 pass’s in particular down the right wing between Scotty and Flynnie.

Mention should however go to the dexterity/bloody long arms of Cowboy who certainly prevented many a try down that particular wing.

Bentleys bunch tried their best to brake through, Tim’s ability to force himself to stop running 10 metres after being tagged certainly helped his team to move downfield.

There were also moments when the combination work between lightning fast Sean, George ‘Mita’ Hamilton and Barefoot Mick flowed almost effortlessly resulting in sly pop pass’s out to either Mark Hodson or Colin. However the final breakthrough’s were few and far between.

It would not be in the Nasties spirit to mention the final score line (14-5) so instead we congratulate all for their valiant efforts and congratulate Tim Bentley for his fine footwork outwitting the defensive line (Peter) and running in for a consolation try.

With formal training over the Nasties gathered around “Legless” and spent the next hour undoing the last hours training! As many Nasties attempted the Matty Read approach to sensible drinking the beers were necked and the snags….hmmmm snags!!!

Well done Just-In

The Golden Boyo usually awarded for lack of effort or a particular balls up, this time was awarded more because Flynnie wanted to see his mate choke on a vile drink, so congratulations go to Ado .

Sunday Palm Beach Training. By Ray Howells

Bright and early the hardcore elite turned up for training.

A few gentle stretch’s were followed by a light jog along the Pittwater sand and then the “marines” were ready for the assault on Barenjoey Head.

The boys sprinted up to the lighthouse as quick as they could. Sean was slightly taken aback whilst at full sprint he was overtaken by a German wearing thongs and a towel.

On reaching the summit of Barrenjoey Head, skip ordered shuttle runs on the grass at full sprint just to make sure the blood was pumping.

The descent, unsurprisingly, was a lot quicker and back on the Pittwater beach the boys worked their way back towards Carmels. A run of 20 metres was followed by 10 press ups, another 20 metres then 10 sit ups, another 20 metres 10 star jumps, etc, etc.

Finally back by Carmels and in a final act of indecency the Nasties stripped of in the morning sun and plunged into the cool refreshing Pittwater. It has been said by some that the highlight of the days events was the sight of the ripped torso of Ray Howells in his provocative swimwear looking like James Bond emerging out of the sea!!

Onwards and Upwards!