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Following a quick warm up game, loosely based on touch rugby, the rank and file were assembled into order for the nights regimented training.
Thursday 16th April Following a quick warm up game, loosely based on touch rugby, the rank and file were assembled into order for the nights regimented training. Drill Sergeant Trollope was on fine form, his piercing vocals screaming out at the lethargic efforts of the forwards at there inability to comprehend the notion of thinking whilst running at someone with the ball was in contrast to the praise he sang out to the clever backs! So began the confusion as 2v1 became 3v2 plus trying to run in imaginary channels!! Way too complex for some to understand at first. Slowly though the light bulbs flickered and the notion of looking for options before passing the ball developed. Defensive work also flourished at the same lightning pace, as defenders started talking to each other it suddenly dawned on them that communication is a much better way of knowing which player your team mate is going for rather than just guessing!! Repetition, as those from the army know, eventually leads to automatic action. It was with this military mind set that the formal training continued; you could almost hear the drill beat song go…. “ I don’t know what I’ve been told … (repeat each line!)….. Nasties like training in the cold….. (repeat)…… I don’t care about the rain…… it only helps to sooth the pain! After DS Trollope gave the fall out command (to which some did!) the traditional game of touch commenced. The game was fast and furious plus for a change spread out across the width of the field. This was good to see with some good link up partnerships happening across both lines. One of the evenings stars was the young future star of Newport Jordon King, who’s pace and ball skills he has obviously inherited from his mother. Michael King took out his frustration at not being able to catch the youngster by kneeing his brother Jamie in the head ‘accidentally’ in the way that only brothers can do!! Another star of the evening was the powerfull force of newbie Darren (Thomas) the tank engine, who’s remarkable quick thinking on the ball would have allowed him to slip through many a tackle if it had not been for his feet not being able to keep up. The golden boyo was richly deserved by Jordon and appreciated by Jamie (rumour has it he ordered a case of the stuff!!!) Onwards and upwards |
