Forrester RFC v Liberton RFC

The forrie boys go through game preparations in the clubhouse while Liberton’s no.11 Chris McKenzie, is practicing kicks just 2 hours before KO. Unfortunately he only got 2 shots at goal, 1 he missed!

With expected rain forecast, the sun prevailed. This resulted in hot conditions ultimately leading to increased cases of 'sweaty bits'. Certainly not what the green machine are used to in September!

Liberton get the game underway with no one taking responsibility to put a name on it. No good!! Sean ‘pretty boy’ Broadfoot sticks his size 9 boot through the ball to get rid of the early pressure and clear us up to halfway.
Green machine win a scrum first of many, Paddy 'the hard man’ Bree picks from the scrum leaving their flanker sucking his dummy, pops it to our massive 12 (Liberton’s coach thought he was wearing a fat suit) not kidding.
Forries win a penalty. Fraser 'The dragon’ Newbury has a cracking break, firing through their backs only to pop it off to Alan 'the pink' Panther for the first try 4 mins.
The dragon breathes over his ball and converts over the post making it look easy as pie...too many pies!

Liberton start a good attack only for the thief Mr Gav 'dodgy knees' Sisson to steal the ball back! Al quickly organises the back line for through the hands only to the one and only flying Irish man to skip hop and jump past 4 if not 5 players the man made it look easy. Forries second try of the game! The dragon breaths down the ball and blasts it through the posts! 8 mins on the clock.
10 mins on the clock and Calzo has to come off for finger problems.

Handbags got thrown about with their captain trying to ruin Sean ‘pretty boy’ Broadfoot’s looks. Some captain!! If that was our captain...btw!!
Forries mount more pressure on Liberton for another lineout which ends up in Mr Gav's hands and storms through like a buss!!! Sorry no room on the bus the day: a try for Mr Gav and the dragon steps up again breathing (probably now puffing out his backside) and strikes it beautifully over the posts.

Forries lead 21-0 at the 15 minute mark.

The green machine are relentless this first half finding themselves in Liberton’s half with RYAAAAANN (said in the tone of his birds voice) on the wing... Shock! Lineout for the boy’s swift move to RYAAAAN who is running straight at their 14, only to crush any kind of dream the lad had and scores!
The dragon steps up with smoke coming out his mouth and sweat dripping from all sorts of place. Only to convert yet another... Unstoppable.

Liberton try to set up an attack by kicking, but massive Al closes it down then gets knocked on his backside which was deemed as 'outrageous' on the sideline! But wait. Who’s that? Is a bird? Is it a plane? No. it's captain Forrester Himbo running 100 mile an hour only to start playing football down the park and scores a goal, I mean a try, on the 40 minute mark. The dragon, heavy breathing still, manages to place the convention through posts. Unbelievable Jeff!!!

Half time at the fortress 36-0.

Liberton only make the 6 subs at half time. Forries get the second half underway.

Liberton finally win a scrum and the shock in the coach’s faces showed their disbelief at this momentous moment. Bad forwards! With Liberton having changed most of the team their fresh legged players won a penalty places it through the post for them to get 3 on the board.
Forries start up another attack with Mr Gav making a great dink over the top and the Italian stallion Pietro Crolla chases down the ball. This move pays off as he brushes past the opposition, looking cool as you like, scores a well earned try. The dragon steps up and misses his first kick due to itchy toes.

Forries start to get complacent and loose a try with Liberton getting a little over excited, Forrester really needing to clear their lines and not try and run it out 10m from try line!

Stephen 'Flying Irish Man', Delahunt jets off only to get a high tackle, but this didn't seem to faze him as he scored 5 minutes later after he clicked his jaw back into place. The dragon converted yet another kick, back to his ways.

Over thrown lineout sees Paul 'Rusty razor' McAleer dive on the ball as if his life depended on it, pops it off to captain Forrester Craig Morrison with fuel injection pumping through his veins leaving Liberton unknowing to what just hit them. They had just been 'Himbo’d!'. Scoring a great sole try right down the middle of the pitch.
The dragon sets his tee, places the ball and stares at the post that look miles away. He takes a breath, throws his belly to one side and absolute melts the ball for yet another conversion.

Referee blows the whistle, brining the game to an end with the score at 54-8 to Forrester.
Good day at the office for the green machine!

Special mention should go to Stewart 'I don't want to play today so I will get hurt in the warm up' Fulton.
Who watched the whole game from the bench!