The Relics began the match confidently. Bung, in particular, seems to have found a new lease on life in the last two matches. He is pushing his athletic frame to the limits and it is probably no coincidence that this new fire in the belly is due to Crowch’s announcement that the man of the match each week wins a can of beer!
Banker, as usual, dominated the aerial exchanges and with his back three comrades easily repelled any attacking raid mounted by the aged wolves. Shadow owned the middle of the park combining well with the Hat, Howler, Blackbeard, Darchinyan and the ubiquitous Axe.
At the start of the match Howler, however, looked lost, probably because we were playing the Wolves and he could sense some Canidae familiarity. He soon, however, joined his team-mates making numerous strong runs down the right flank (the backside sniffing, however, was a little off putting).




At 0-0 at half time a clearly frustrated Relics skipper the Hat urged his chargers to stop XXXXin’ around and to ‘take the shot’.

The second half started disastrously for the Relics as the Wolves pushed a ball through the backline to find one of their own looming onto the ball to push it past old Smokey. The Wolves only really threatened twice in the entire match, but were able to convert one of these!
In the final twenty minutes the Relics were relentless in attack but could not find that elusive

Becks
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