WELL, that was some weekend in Scottish Rugby. Santa
came early with a few heartening results to affirm the seasonal
feelgood factor in the game.
Top of the pile has to be that Glasgow win in Paris. I
left home for Millbrae and the Ayr v Hawick match, of which more
later, having remembered to record the Glasgow game, but, with a
sense of foreboding. After their last three Guinness PRO12 outings, I
wondered if Toony could work his magic and get the real Glasgow to
produce the way of the Warriors in Paris.
He did, and how. Glasgow's strength under Townsend has
long been their defensive diligence – when they get it right
without the ball, it makes it a lot easier for them to play when they
do have it, and, they have never defended better than they did
against Racing. The defensive effort was fantastic, every man stepped
up and did his job.
A wee aside here. The London-based big-name rugby
journalists, in pre-selecting their Lions' squad for New Zealand, are
already promoting the cause of the entire England squad, plus half
the England Saxons reserve squad. Now, it would be stupid to deny,
England has some terrific players, but, they have looked good on
front foot ball. I would reckon, in New Zealand next summer, the
Lions will need some guys who are good defenders, and, I believe, in
this respect, the likes of Jonny Gray and Ryan Wilson – who never
gets mentioned in Lions' despatches, are infinitely better players
than their English rivals for the red jersey. Just saying like.
Any way, the big test for Glasgow now is to back-up
Saturday's performance, in front of what will be a packed and
passionate Scotstoun on Friday night. I know, I know, French clubs
don't play away from France, but, this hurt Racing team will come at
Glasgow with all guns blazing. Big Naka will be keen to strut his
unique stuff on his favourite ground. The job is only half done and
it will take another massive shift to get it done on Friday. But,
Glasgow has a sniff of a quarter-final place, don't spoil it now.
AND, what of Edinburgh, seemingly down and out at
half-time, then reduced to 14 men by Phil Burleigh's red card. But
still, they came good and won. The captial side continue to infuriate
during a typically roller coaster season, but, they are still in
there swinging.
If he isn't careful, Duncan Hodge just might play
himself into the job full time – which might be no bad thing. Well
done Edinburgh, a fantastic victory.
MEANWHILE, almost unnoticed by the mainstream media, the
BT Premiership continues to, week on week, produce rugby worth
talking about.
And nowhere was the talk more animated than in the
Millbrae bar after Saturday's 85-point epic. The pre-match talk was
all about how eight of the Hawick squad had taken themselves off to
Barbados for a stag weekend. Hawick to Barbados, I thought the place
was on its uppers; gnarled old Teris have been telling me for months:
“The toon's fucked, there's nae joabs, nae money and damned little
rugby talent”.
But, against the odds and with little to play with,
Nikki Walker keeps the Green Machine if not flying to the heights of
yore, in there scrapping.
And how they scrapped at Millbrae. The youngsters
drafted in did what youngsters handed a green jersey have done since
rugby was a 20 aside game; they played “fur the toon”, with pride
and passion, and they gave Ayr a real fright.
Of course, when Ayr did things correctly, they were much
the better side. But, perhaps they had read the pre-match pieces and
decided they only had to turn up to win, any way, five minutes into
the second half, and trailing by 20 points, Ayr suddenly realised
they were in a game.
Skipper Pete McCallum roused his men, Frazier Climo's
kicking game clicked in, and, Ayr came through, but, not before a
late fright. The home side eased home in injury time, but, seldom
have two points been as bravely and as rightly been won as the two
Hawick took from this game.
Young Darcy Graham stood out, with two exceptional
tries. He will surely, and soon, follow Stuart Hogg into the
professional game – his broken field running was Hogg-like in the
excitement it raised around the field. This kid is going places.
Meanwhile, Bruce McNeil was, just Bruce McNeil. If you
cut the Hawick captain in half, he would be green, with Hawick
written all the way through. He frustrates and infuriates opponents
and oppositon fans alike. He must he a nightmare to referee, but, he
is the totem pole around which Hawick gathers – what a leader.
On this display, Hawick, despite spending much of this
season propping-up the table, will not be relegated.
There was a cracking game too at Myreside, where Glasgow
Hawks, in spite of the controversial red-carding of Junior Bulumakau,
kept on the winning way against a Watsonians team,, who went down
with all guns blazing. And, it was another of the young guns,
19-year-old Josh Henderson, wot won it for Hawks with a nerveless
last-kick penalty goal.
Looking ahead, Melrose, who absolutely crushed Gala, now
welcome Ayr to the Greenyards on Saturday for a game which may well
decide the first and second places in the end of season play-off
seedings. This one will sizzle all the way through.
IT passed without much comment, but, there was a
significant game played elsewhere in South Ayrshire on Saturday, with
Marr kicking a late penalty to see off Edinburgh Academicals in the
battle of the top two in National League 1.
There is still a lot of rugby to be played in this
division, but, having come so close last season, Marr now have their
noses in front and will be determined to hang on and take the
automatic promotion spot at the end of the campaign.
I bet,up there in the great clubhouse in the sky, the
two Broons – Broon from Troon himself and his contemporary, the
lesser-known “Toad” Broon, were buying the drinks on Saturday
night.
LET'S not forget another superb performance from our
unheralded Sevens squad, who finished fourth in the latest IRB Sevens
tournament in South Africa. Suddenly, Scotland has got to grips with
the abbreviated form of international rugby. There was no shame in
losing to the England team which was in effect, the Olympic silver
medalists, sans Mark Bennett and Mark Robertson, before losing
narrowly to New Zealand in the bronze medal match. Well done boys.