St. Faiths vs. Kings

This was the second time we had played Kings. We had won last time, so we were confident, but there was one player in particular that scared us quite a lot. His name was Jonah. You could never tackle him near his chest or his long, brown hair would get in the way. Whenever he got the ball, he always gained at the minimum 7 yards before being tackled - if you could catch him. He was pretty much the ultimate rugby player: strong, fast, and a tough guy to escape from if you were running. Then, we started the match. The game seemed pretty even for a while. There seemed to be a lot of scrums, but St. Faiths won quite a few of them. Then there was a ruck on the right hand side of the pitch, which Kings won. The scrum half, instead of passing it down the back line, let the left wing take the ball. It turned out to be a pretty good decision. He dodged our right wing and our outside centre, and then dashed down the left side, narrowly avoiding the touch line, and scored with ease.

Then, halftime came along. Our coach said our tackles needed to be better, but that when they scored their try, nobody was to blame, the boy was just too fast.

In the second half, we made more tackles and our offloads were better, but Kings were fighting back. After 5 minutes or so, we won one of their scrums, so our backs got the ball. Now, our backs knew some very good moves that most teams did not know , like Kings, for example. One of these moves involved doing a dummy to the inside center, then faking the dummy but passing to the outside center. That was exactly what they did. Some Kings players were thrown off by the first dummy, but then they must have thought something like," Oh, they are probably gonna do that dummy again, we need to tackle their fly half." But they were caught off guard for real when our outside center got the ball. I saw about five Kings players tackling our fly half. Poor Dominic. However, that move that the backs had created was the reason for the try, scored by our outside center. We were hoping that Sewelly, our full back, would convert the try to make us even with the men in purple. His kick looked like he was going for a set of goalposts about 5 meters to the right of the real ones and just as far down. Horrible. We were all very, very conscious that we had to score another try - and soon. However, right when the game would have ended, there was an identical play to the first try. There was a ruck on the right hand side of the pitch, which Kings won. The scrum half, instead of passing it down the back line, let the left wing take the ball. He dashed down the left side, leaving all of us in our wake and scored. And then the final whistle blew.