McGILL TOPS QSSF REGULAR SEASON ONCE AGAIN

There was little to be said about the first playoff game of the 2010 McGill Rugby season. You lose, you’re out. While there had been obvious trials and tribulations in the previous outings this season, the Redmen looked to bounce back, taking on the always spirited Vert et Or at Molson Stadium last Friday.

Complete with the dinosaur/rainbow fleece toque, Cribbage enthusiast, Spencer Longley lead a spirited band of McGill supporters in the good fight against the black-shirted foes of the day.

With due haste (and complete feeling in his fingers), our perennial overachiever, Sam Skulsky scored just minutes in. Fermenting the tone that would resonate with fervent repetition. Much like the revolution of old, French ex-pat, Mathieu Sidoti de la Perreault-Amereaux Latendress, forced upon the bourgeoise the might of the people, resulting in a jumeau of trys. While there was a slight worry of his ability to be tipped, this bovine of a player had a pain in his lower dorsal abdomen (his butt).

While there was optimism in the air, for some reason, our misanthropic coach (i’ll let you fill in the blank), in his classic, choleric manner, simply stated: “I feel shamed.”

Nevertheless! It was a dynamic game unfolding, chips, chases and devastating, Hebrew-tal runs. Manifesting in Liam O’Brien, the Quiet Conqueror, diving in for the score. Early, McGill jumped to a 26-0 lead.

Greener than the turf underneath his salmon-accented boots, Cameron Perrin, making his first start at Varsity, hailing from the ever-so-spiced school of Curry Leon Hitchborn rugby at Handsworthless Secondary in North Vancouver. You do not want to know the despicable things this kid had to do to get out of that syringe-strewn, safe injection site of a town.

The floodgates continued to be as loose as a Physio’s morals, the other Liam B, the proper one, had a try, but also a Dieppe-esque failure of a knock on. Lest we forget. Gideon Balloch was clarkeshowing all over the field, picking apart the defense with one of his two trys coming before the end of the half, paired marvelously with his devastating left foot, the Redmen were leading 45-0 at the end of forty minutes.

It must be noted the glorious blood sub of Max Meighan, the Two-Minute Terror laments his moniker, on the field - and off. But as the second half dawned, the dreamed first try of the Sherbrooke side came to fruition. As they tallied their initial score there was little the Redmen could do other than applaud the effort, a well earned score all round.

This did not deter Liam “The Most Awkward Kicking Englishman, Ever” Brown from touching down his second score from his newfound position, “Sticks” as we like to call it, eleven out on the wing.

Anton Nestel eloquently stated from his seat on the bench that he had made, “Hard yards, with the second-row state of mind.” Caressing the sideline, Anton imposed his fifth year mite over the quarreless rookies and fellow teammates alike. While he let his facial hair do most of the talking, there was no refutation as he resolutely planted himself upon his throne of the bench.
But there was one more dominating show of alpha-male power, Skusky’s second-yellow in two games (he swears he hasn’t received on before), in a soul crushing, spine busting hit that is totally unapproved by the fine and upstanding gentlemen of McGill RFC.

“I’m a writer.” - (and try scorer) Jon Lee

McGill ended this game on a superb flurry of scoring, cumulating in a 67-10 final score for the Redmen. The QSSF finals are this Sunday at Molson Stadium, 8 pm. Be there, squares!

write up by Trevor Clarke.