Masters
Let the Games Begin . . . .
Prior to the opening of our Spring season, the NYC Parks Commission requested a sit-down with the 6 families of Metro NYC Old Boys Pugby (we cannot call it rugby, because USA Rugby would expect a vigorish, as if our lifetime of blood and sweat equity is not enough). Between the Gents and the Village…
Read MoreMorris Rugby’s 40th Anniversary: An Event Like This Can Only Happen Once Every 40 Years
By Ralph Scoville The celebration of 40 years of Morris Rugby began with a New Year’s Eve party at the Dover Moose and culminated this Saturday Down on the Dirty Boulevard of Broken Dreams at the Mountain Lakes Club. (for those of you keeping track at home, that was Jackson Brown, Lou Reed and Green…
Read MoreBy the Power Vested in Me
All week long, the weather was ominous. The forecast for Monday through Friday and for Sunday would change like your underwear, but Saturday remained constant: rain and temperatures in the mid-40’s. And I did not mention that the game would be played in Bayonne, which would guarantee winds whipping in off of Newark Bay. As…
Read MoreMid-Autumnal Meriden Mauling
. . . or as the Irish are want to call it, the Massacree at Meridian. Whatever you wish to describe it as, we trekked to CT to enjoy what passes for fall foliage this year, and to get the living bejesus stomped out of us. So many memories of past trips to the Mountain…
Read MoreMorris Masters: Revenge of the Seppos
The-Summer-that-never-was-and-now-will-not-leave continued. Under a glorious sun-filled sky with Autumn temperatures soaring into the mid-70’s, the Rockaway River flood plain at Pocono Fields, Denville would serve as the site for the latest Rugby Palooza. For the first time in aeons, the Masters would actually take to the pitch in our own jerseys. For a long time,…
Read MoreFor all of the Peanut Gallery that did not like my last match report . . .
BITE ME!! That being said, I shall try to redeem my aberrant behavior. Long Island was host of this week’s Palooza. Normally they host a match at a park on the Great Bay of Oyster on the North Shore. Yesterday’s match was preempted by, of all things, a REGATTA! That has to be a first;…
Read MoreMorris Masters: The 12 Days of Covfefe
Morris County was the center of the US Rugby universe in early June. Leading up to the US/Ireland match on 06/10, Team USA trained at Drew University (the preeminent small liberal arts university in NJ). Then on Saturday, Denville was host to a miniature tournament featuring a NJ Select Side, NY Upstate Selects, and NY…
Read MoreMorris Masters: At Least Trump Did Not Leak Out the Colonel’s Special Blend
On a glorious overcast day at the edge of Newark Bay, Bayonne would host the final palooza of the Spring 2017 season. Coming off 2 days with the temperatures prematurely pushing 90, the 60-ish weather was a welcome relief. Morris and Bayonne would each supplement their sides with members of the Village Lions, Gentlemen of…
Read MoreMorris Masters: Many beautiful women in the Philippines . . . many of whom are female
The weekend did not start well. A cough that I picked up “working” the the Morristown Brewfest in March materialized into an actual cold on Friday. I felt like crap. Standard marathon training calls for carbo-loading before the event. Treatment of the common cold calls for drinking plenty of fluids. Hmm. With a game tomorrow,…
Read MoreSinners Dinner 2017
The umpty-sixth Morris Rugby Sinners dinner was celebrated as tradition would want, on Good Friday. This year’s commemoration fell on April 14. Scores, no, verily approximately 1.5 MILLion were in attendance on the 2nd Floor of the renowned steakhouse Arthurs Tavern. The turnout was YUGE!!!. In fairness, it must be noted that the Morris County…
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