Coventry Saracens 48 – 14 Old Wheatleyans
Unfortunately following this game no-one who was there could bring themselves to write a match report about it, but fear not – here’s your handy “Whuts-O-Matic” auto-match report writer. Just delete as appropriate:
Old Wheats rocked up to play some rugby around <10/15/20> minutes late and it was immediately obvious that the <hot\cold\still\windy\wet\dry\perfect> weather conditions did not favour their brand of rugby.
The match got underway but it took Wheats a while to get their heads out of their <changing room\cars\a**es>, during which time the opposition gained some ground.
When they did finally wake up they realised they were in a <rugby game\fight\pub> and some serious business needed to be attended to. Unfortunately the referee was <hopelessly inadequate\incredibly biased\evil> and must have had serious money on a Wheats loss as he proceeded to <insert list of unbelievable refereeing atrocities here>, and waved away the brave Old Wheats captain’s protests.
Things only got worse when <Dean\Mason\McGowan> lost his cool and called the official a < !#?£ \ f£8% \ #@$% > and was given a <talking-to\yellow\red\try> for his troubles.
The game reached an end with Wheats running out <winners\losers\quickly> and into the bar for some delicious and cheap lager as drunk by Christ the King footballers. Mmmmmmm - Carling.
DOTD: <Gillam\Gillam\Gillam>