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The Final Frontier
A last hurrah for the second Championship season was what London Irish supporters were hoping for as the flocked to Castle Bar in Ealing for the Championship Cup Final. Having secured promotion back to the premiership The Exiles were fairly jolly and the visiting support at the very least matched the Trailfinders massive for numbers. Party time!
Back Where I Belong
This final league game was supposed to be an end of season blow out, for me and friends I attend LI matches with, this was until one of them noticed the game was on Sky Sports, resulting in most deciding to stay in Blighty, to watch the game.
Try, try, try again!
The Hartpury game will be remembered for 2 main reasons: some outstanding tries especially from our backs and a sickening injury to possibly our best player this year, Tom Stephenson. Whilst most of us expected a straightforward game and convincing win, it did not start that way.
Bitter experience and a long memory remind me that St Austell Brewery used to make the worst beer in the world, but now craft some of the best, fine Tribute indeed. My favourite is a wonderful IPA, Proper Job, an apt appreciation of our performance against the Pirates.
I may not be there yet but Iím closer than yesterday
A stirring party atmosphere, some sunshine and a team too good for the opposition. Irish were too strong for our Yorkshire visitors who played some good rugby and competed strongly, especially before half time.
A Change of Plan
This report may seem a little sparse (hooray some of you are thinking), because I only considered doing it on the way to the match, a match that I was not going to attend, when I awoke that day.
Lessons to Learn
As Goethe once said “Knowing is not enough; we must apply. Willing is not enough; we must do”.
A Spot of Admin...
The problem was forged right at the start of the season, it was inevitable and assured and its repurcussions would be far-reaching. Where it would occur we couldn't know but it would almost certainly be a perfect storm when it arrived. I'm not talking about the rugby, this is the Championship, we should do fine, I'm talking about my organizational skills.
This is my third visit to the Goldington road ground; I took my usual place opposite the main stand, against the advertising boards on the halfway line, whilst the teams were warming up.
Revenge, Served Cold.
It had been billed as "The Re-match" since the defeat at Jersey. The plucky islanders with their freakish last-play try from under their own posts had shaken the belief of Irish support and killed the possibility of a perfect season. The few hundred Exile supporters who made the journey still had a good time, I gather it's a great away trip (and I really should make it one day), but a win would've made it so much sweeter.