Game vs Violets RFC

The day began at a time usually reserved for a particularly brutal away day: 6.30am on a Sunday morning. Nevertheless, we bid our hosts at the centre farewell and made our way to Violets RFC.

Upon arrival we were greeted by a sight that pleased the knees of all about to play: a playing field that actually contained a covering of grass. 

Following a team talk ably led by the Teletubby Po, one that was quite difficult to take seriously considering that he was attempting to deliver it whist sporting a reflective stomach and circular antenna, we were ready to embark on the tour's second match.

The game was played at a furious pace, something that proved to be somewhat of a struggle for an opposition front row that appeared as though they had eaten their fair share of braais. Bone-shuddering hits rained in throughout, the most notable being Will Hyde's attempt to seperate the tighthead prop's head from his shoulders, and we eventually won the match 17-7. James Hattersley racked up an impressive 9 tackles, and Tom Jones an equally as valiant 4 turnovers. 

We then ate what appeared to be our own bodyweight in fried chicken and boarded the coach for a three hour journey to the game lodge; this immediately became a five hour as we sat down, much to the delight of all.