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MORRIS MASTERS RUGBY

Morris Masters in Ireland

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.

Our motto is, "The older we get, the better we were."

For more details contact

Unelected President  & Chairman of the Fitness Committee: Chris Walsh christopherwalsh@gmail.com

Match Secretary & Muster Master:                                          Dave Kettner david.kettner@gmail.com

Treasurer:                                                                              Bill Wilt wmwilt@gmail.com

Morris Masters: Eli’s Manning the Pitch

In the shadow of the venerable olde Yale Bowl, just a Misty Mountain Hop, skip and a jump down I-91 from the Meriden YMCA camp, the Greys would host the opening palooza of the Fall 2018 season. A decent number of Masters signed up to battle the I-95 traffic to New Haven, but after Wankers…

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Morris Masters May 12, 2018: CT Grey #20 A Lot; Motley Less

By William Wilt wmwilt@gmail.com Ruggers from all over the world gathered to celebrate the date on which Mrs. O’Herlihy dramatically improved the trajectory of Morris’ own Cal O’Herlihy’s life by promising to be with him through the best and worst of times.  The latter was exemplified by the performance of the Motley crew with which…

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Let’s Go Ran-gers!!

NO!! For you troglodytes that are fans of a certain NHL team on the wrong side of the Hudson, I am NOT referring to them.  FIE!!  A pox on you.  I just have one thing to say: 19-94 (clap . . . clap . . . clap-clap) Nev-er-more (clap. . . clap . . .…

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Morris Masters: A Study in Recycling

By Ralph Scoville Between our game last week on Randall’s Island and this week’s game at Center Island Field in Oyster Bay, I could not help but notice how the 2 NY cities deal with the restoration of artificial turf fields. At Randall’s Island, the City Forefathers and Fivemothers had already decided that they needed…

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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…

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Morris 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…

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By 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…

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Mid-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…

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Morris 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,…

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For 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;…

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