A team loses against VRAC
B team loses against San Isidro
On Saturday the 4th November, at Paraninfo, the air was crackling with tension. Today was a heavyweights confrontation. Our team, the Complutense Cisneros, was playing the VRAC, from Valladolid. Everyone was nervous. My dad took me to the pitch on his motorcycle. The first team were waiting. They were as nervous as anybody. They were facing the greatest of our many foes. But they trooped onto the pitch ready for a hard game.
The game kicked off, literally. After two minutes of intense play and a great run we scored the first try! And the crowd went wild! They went even more wild when the ball roared through the uprights. The score rolled up to 7-0. The crowd was ecstastic! Our team were starting to get more confident on the pitch. A little too confident. After two minutes, we got a try too! The transformation failed, but this got our team going. The game was getting more harsh every time. After 8 minutes, with another tremendous run, our centre scored our second try. Once again, our full-back gunned the ball between the posts. But, as they say, history repeats itself. Our team relaxed again. In twelve minutes, we had recieved another two stinging tries against, that hurt even though the transformations failed. The score now was 14-15. We were losing. The VRAC had taken the lead. The game got even more volatile if possible. The score remained the same until the end of the first half. We all knew the second half was not going to be easier.
Nonetheless, during the break, our players had regained their cold methodism. They played extremely well, although couldn't stop the 4th try (with transformation) 5 minutes into the 2nd half, or the 3 penalty points we got 5 minutes after that. But incredibly, we went very near their try line many times in those 30 minutes left for the end of the game. But we couldn't catch up. Final score: 14-25.
But now, the B team were playing against San Isidro. The match was pretty late, so we put on warm clothes and got ready. The other team arrived. We were up. The game was difficult, as they were bigger and had won us in pre season, but today was going to be difficult.
We trooped onto the pitch. The game kicked off. We were immediately hit by their forwards. They always managed to evade us and score. Their plays always managed to avoid us. But we withstood the whole game, but without managing to score a try. Final score: 63-0.
The game kicked off, literally. After two minutes of intense play and a great run we scored the first try! And the crowd went wild! They went even more wild when the ball roared through the uprights. The score rolled up to 7-0. The crowd was ecstastic! Our team were starting to get more confident on the pitch. A little too confident. After two minutes, we got a try too! The transformation failed, but this got our team going. The game was getting more harsh every time. After 8 minutes, with another tremendous run, our centre scored our second try. Once again, our full-back gunned the ball between the posts. But, as they say, history repeats itself. Our team relaxed again. In twelve minutes, we had recieved another two stinging tries against, that hurt even though the transformations failed. The score now was 14-15. We were losing. The VRAC had taken the lead. The game got even more volatile if possible. The score remained the same until the end of the first half. We all knew the second half was not going to be easier.
Nonetheless, during the break, our players had regained their cold methodism. They played extremely well, although couldn't stop the 4th try (with transformation) 5 minutes into the 2nd half, or the 3 penalty points we got 5 minutes after that. But incredibly, we went very near their try line many times in those 30 minutes left for the end of the game. But we couldn't catch up. Final score: 14-25.
But now, the B team were playing against San Isidro. The match was pretty late, so we put on warm clothes and got ready. The other team arrived. We were up. The game was difficult, as they were bigger and had won us in pre season, but today was going to be difficult.
We trooped onto the pitch. The game kicked off. We were immediately hit by their forwards. They always managed to evade us and score. Their plays always managed to avoid us. But we withstood the whole game, but without managing to score a try. Final score: 63-0.
