London Skolars v. Celtic Crusaders
So, I popped along to the New River stadium to watch a bit of rugby league on Sunday. A very enjoyable day I had, I'm sure it will be lovely through the summer to sit in that nice shady grandstand, watching big buggers running into each other on the pitch of Rugby League. I mean, not that I'm a chippy northerner who chose to watch league rather than the Six Nations on the telly, but, I am a chippy northerner who chose to watch league rather than the Six Nations on the telly.
The crowd wasn't huge, but the welsh folk certainly chanted loudly, and there was a bit of banter with the handful of Skolars fans there.
The play bodes well - there were clear differences between the sides. Skolars ground out their two tries, the Crusaders tended to score on the break. Mid-way through the second half a move that epitomised the Crusaders fleet passing play came to naught, blocked by the dogged defending of the Skolars (who must have been a touch sick of standing on their own try line).
10-26 to the Crusaders in the end, but by no means a walk over, especially given the gap between the two teams in the leagues.
There, rugby commentary, an occasional break in normal service, just to give me more time to digest Gordon Brown's fascinating insight into his vision in yesterday's Observer...