Well, what an interesting evening.
Turned up at Shelford Rugby Club in the torrential rain that had blighted Cambridge all afternoon at 5:50pm (for a 7pm KO) to find no-one in the changing rooms on my arrival. Wondered inside to the clubhouse to find a few players there, and popped outside to find the U16 Lead Coach of the county around looking at the pitch. As we were not on the main pitch, and on the pitch which is generally used for training (as it has lights), the pitch was in a slightly interesting condition to say the least, with a fair amount of standing water and some rather large looking puddles. He was obviously desparately keen for them to play, and I have known him for a while now, but from where we were standing it didn't look promising. Canada were stuck in traffic on the way out of Cambridge, so while they were en route, I agreed to put some tracksuit bottoms and boots on and wander out onto the pitch to see if what looked from the sides as unplayable actually was. This is where is started to get interesting. While a thin layer of water (apart from some large puddles) covered nearly the whole pitch, the ground underneath was nice and firm, a result of the compacting of lots of youth games and training sessions. A trek around the pitch however found the big problem to be the puddles, in places a good 10 metres across and about boot depth. Still keen to play, a few conversations were had between Cambs coaches and youth chairmans, and it was agreed to wait until Canada arrived to make a decision. They turned up about 6:20 and were also keen to play, this being their last game on tour and with having had one game cancelled already, they were happy enough with the pitch. Now this was a major hurdle overcome, I think it was fair to say that nearly any other day the pitch would have been deemed unfit for the purpose of preserving it and for the fact of the amount of water on it. Having been on the periphery of the discussions, I fully outlined my views that I was happy with the ground, and the majority of the standing water (which was soaked up as soon as you put a boot in the ground by it), but that the large masses of water, which numbered a good 8 or so large puddles across the ground had to be drained or cleared. With kick off put back to 7:45, and on leaving them with my concerns, I promptly took refuge in the changing rooms for the first time in 40 minutes to gather my thoughts and leave them to it. Well, half an hour later as I reappeared, and large puddles had disappeared to smaller ones or none at all by a colossal effort involving brooms, pitchforks and actual large buckets to take what were fairly large quantitites of water off the pitch. So, after a pre match jog (involving a lot of splashing around in the remaining standing water, and some jumping in puddles to do my bit for dispersing water), we kicked off at 7:45 (after I had changed boots and socks for new ones), in a light rain on what could best be described as a soggy pitch!
What a game it was too, for 70 minutes we had a good spectacle of rugby from the off, with both sides not afraid at times to spread it wide, and Canada not afraid to maul it up the park. Canada had the better of the opening exchanges (at this point they were in white, Cambs in blue, but this was just a brief thing), and opened the scoring after about 5 minutes with an unconverted try. They seemed to still have the edge over Cambs, and while the game was a bit stop start (often to wash mud off people and to wipe it out of eyes), the skills on display were of a high standard for a ball that was starting to go the same colour as the shirts and pitch (brown). Canada extended their lead on 20 minutes with another unconverted try and that was how it remained, 10 - 0 at the well deserved break during which Cambridgeshire went in to change. By this point, I was looking a little bit muddy, up my legs and arms, and was struggling to see my watch. Refereeing became an interesting mix between tryiong to spot the ball, trying to stay upright (and not make a total tit of yourself), while trying to have some empathy with the conditions as they were. Anyway, second half saw Cambs come out much more fired up, and working the ball well. It was Canada however who scored next, with a converted try under the posts from a well worked backs move. Cambridgeshire were not to be outdone though, and some forwards pressure resulted in a penalty kicked to touch, from which the resultant lineout was worked into the backs for a deserved try. After this, Canada started to make their superior fitness pay, with some devastating mauling up the park. Working out who was on what team had long become a near impossibility, with the main method for telling being the slightly differing shirt patterns that were barely visible under the mud. However, the game finished 17 - 5, in what the Canadian skipper described as "one of the most enjoyable games of rugby he's ever played". I came off encased in mud from the shorts downwards, a rather stylish Orange Hampshire shirt with a nice spotted pattern, and some mud covered arms under which there were 2 watches somewhere!
In my short time refereeing, I have done some games in some pretty poor conditions, but I never truly expected after arriving this evening to get a game. Beyond that, when we did get out there, safety was key (and the injuries were minimal, with no particular relevance to the conditions), followed by some sort of equity. The fact that it was described by the county youth chairman as resembling a really structured game of rugby bore testament to the skills of both sides (although handling errors predictably dogged the game). Received lots of positive comments on my refereeing, which was welcomed seeing as to an extent I abandoned trying to fully referee the laws (I did at one point blow for a knock on and started my sentence with "If you are wearing a white shirt, then that's a knock on" at which point we peered closely to see what pattern shirt was under the brownness!) and just tried to help the game flow. I admit I had my doubts how good an idea it was initially, but it was one of those days that for the fact that 45 or so kids had a really enjoyable evening in some of the most awful conditions imaginable and managed to get a safe and often good game of rugby out of it, gave me a really enojyable feeling and a nice reminder of just exactly how the game should be. So, for my first "international" refereeing experience (although I have had some "international" TJing experience), I definitely can say that it was probably some of the worst conditions I have ever officiated in, but possibly one of the most enjoyable, or at least rewarding games, that I have been part of for a long time!