Written for and by My Touch Rugby Team

SUNDAY BLOODY SUNDAY


My weary eyes opened on a bleakish Sunday.

We all gathered together for the 'touch' that we play.


It was mixed teams of seven with a coverted prize.

This was the year that Browns Bay organised.


Well the tournament started in the mud and the rain.

the goal for us all was 'the cup to retain'


to the semis we got but a hard game to play.

Cos our next team to beat had played well on the day.


We were 3, they were 1, the end 6 minutes off.

and then their right wing tried to play a bit rough


well the agro began and a big guy i'm told.

tried to clash heads with Humph, then proceeded to fold.


The abuse started flying as the big guy lay dazed.

whilst their whole team fled crying and we all stood and waved.


Disqualified we were, but the loss went to them

If you're going to play rough, then you should play like men.


Though our tournament was over and 'GUILTY' we were found.

We held our heads high cause we all stood our ground.


A sad end to have for a team going far.

the only advantage ... We were early to the bar.


But we're not put off and you better beware.

We're still the top team as you'll find out next year.