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MORRIS MASTERS RUGBY
Morris Masters is a collection of old boys who still wear the jersey of Morris Rugby, but may be either a little on in years or unable to train as hard as they once did when they were a little younger ... OR BOTH.
Morris 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…
Read MoreTravelogue: Waikiki Beach vs. Randall’s Island
Some may have been to Honolulu and spent some time on Waikiki Beach. Others may have been to New York City and spent some time on Randall’s Island. Only the luckiest of us have been to both. As a public service, I offer this travelogue for you to decide where your next vacation destination should…
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Morris Masters: A Bris Kit Sandwich . . .
a Bris Kit sandwich . . . . . . or a pulled pork sandwich. . on second thought, I’ll stick with chicken. What does this have to do with rugby? Absolutely nothing, just a reaction to Jeff Gresack regaling 3 goys and a guy for 2 hours each way about his experiences with life…
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Morris Masters: The Yarmulke Trick
By Ralph Scoville In the world of sport, the hat trick is the mark of a great performance by an individual athlete. It is rarely achieved. Rarer still, but not as desired, is the Golden Sombrero in baseball, signifying individual lack of performance. But for all these achievements, the rarer-est is the cherished Yarmulke Trick. …
Read MoreMorris Masters: Like Sow, Like Riblet
By Ralph Scoville The scions of Babe were no stranger to leadership. On this glorious sun-splattered day in Denville, these descendants would lead a procession of melted pig fat tendrils up into the atmosphere to waft their ways to the ever hungering crowd. It was opening day for the 2016-2017 Tri-State Rugby Palooza season. The…
Read MoreMorris Masters: Elvira the Albino Rhino and the Googolteenth Annual Jim Mccloskey Memorial Canoe Trip
By Ralph Scoville BEEP . . . BEEP . . . BEEP. Samuel Adams. Brewer. Patriot. The twin diesel exhausts competed with the leaf-blower whines for audio supremacy on this otherwise quiet morning in the sleepy Bergen County town. Neighbors yawned nonplussed as they came out to get the morning papers, nothing out of the…
Read MoreMorris Masters: Why Is My Earwax Black?
By Ralph Scoville Going to work this week, I took out my earbuds when I got to the Port Authority, and discovered they were not a golden brown, but a dull black. Vestiges of our swamp-fest 10 days earlier. The pitch was so sloppy that the mud got everywhere. I heard an anecdotal story of…
Read MoreLions Win 2!!!
LIONS WIN 2!!! Well, it was the Village Lions and not the Morris Lions, but why quibble over details. For the 2.5 times out of 3, Papi was correct. With the great Oyster Bay to our right, Long Island Sound to our left, we would kick off on a sun splattered field nestled onto a…
Read MoreMorris Masters Gain First Victory of the Season!
By Ralph Scoville First and foremost, I would like to state that we did NOT play Montclair. Maybe it’s me, but when Montclair states that “Morris Sucks”, I take it to mean they do not like our Morris County values. Papi’s weather prediction was spot-on. The weather WAS perfect for rugby. Why, post-match I was…
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