Dickie,
There was nothing sexually exciting about it at all; it peed down in buckets, the wind blew and we all froze our tuches off. Small boys stood there in the rain, some went off to hospital with hypothermia, yet sensible school masters stuffed their teams back into their mini buses and went home.
Lots of muttering as to why it had not been called off and then suddenly an enormous clap of thunder and referees abandoned games willy nilly retreating quickly to the referee's grot, refusing to emerge. I was lucky as I was in charge of ordering my colleagues out into the fray and could stay in the comparative luxury of a drafty portakabin on wheels. Mind you I did not warm up until I had driven home and dived into a hot bath.
Today was much better, still cold and windy but no rain though a bit claggy underfoot. Excellent rugby though in an all day U16 competition.
However, a certain member of our fraternity has yet to explain exactly why, when he was TJing for me in the later rounds today, he came to attack a 75 year old school governor who had been innocently standing by the side of the pitch supporting his school. Apparently a good old second row shoulder charge sent the old boy flying but then, if you must stand too close to the touchline, what can you expect.
Tomorrow sees the start of the Open (U18) competition and the Ladies events so one's level of excitement could indeed rise as the standard of rugby will no doubt be something to behold.