17/12 – Rugby union leagues tend to consist of only around 14 teams on average, compared with something like 22 teams in soccer leagues, so this means that there is usually a long three-week break in rugby fixtures over the Christmas period. Today saw the last competitive games of 2016, with hostilities resuming on 7th January next year, so, given reasonably mild if murky conditions, it was off to Castle Road, Salisbury, in the shadow of the ancient Old Sarum hill fort, to watch the home side take on Ivybridge RFC, up from Plymouth way.
I had passed the ground a few weeks back when visiting Salisbury’s football club, so decided the most straightforward approach was a dash along the fringes of the Salisbury Plain on the A303 to Amesbury, then south on the A345 directly to the rugby ground itself, thus avoiding the centre of Salisbury. Not many miles outside Gillingham, heading north up the B road to Mere and the A303, I slowed to allow three horse-riders to cross the road in front of me – and one of them was conspicuously using a mobile phone!
Now I wonder – is that a traffic offence? To steer your mount with the reins in one hand and an Apple iPhone in the other? Interesting thought ….
Otherwise, traffic was relatively light, and there were none of the usual delays around Stonehenge, which does have certain notoriety to this effect. Quite a lot of people seemed to be milling around the stones, which you can see pretty clearly from the main road, but I know there has been a fair bit of criticism of the way English Heritage have “developed” the site, building a new visitor centre with the consequential felling of more than a few trees to enhance the car-park facilities. The whole “experience”, angry letters to local papers seem to suggest, is a bit of a financial rip-off anyway.
I remembered the entrance to the rugby ground was just inside Salisbury’s 30 mph boundary, and managed to find a spot in the crowded car-park, despite being over an hour early. Transpired there was a VP’s Christmas Lunch in full swing, and non-members such as myself were relegated to a side room with a small bar, minimal other facilities, and some sort of Mariah Carey Seasonal Special video on the wide-screen which quickly drove me back outside again.
The next problem was finding the first team pitch, which turned out to be ¼ mile or so round the back of a hedge and down a hill. Again, it was pretty minimalist affair with nothing but a small marquee for cover (containing two round bar-patio tables and three plastic chairs), an even smaller bar facility in a metal shed at the far end of the pitch (which thankfully sold hot drinks as well) and two scoreboards! But you could stand on a raised grassy bank along the touchline, and that afforded an excellent view of the game.
Salisbury RFC have achieved back to back promotions in the last two seasons, but life at Level 5 appears a bit too hard for them. They are one off the bottom of the table and currently 12 points away from safety. Ivybridge were 4th and still in the mix for a promotion play-off spot. However, this is the same league as the match I saw last Saturday in which Bournemouth pulled off a shock win against one of Ivybridge’s rivals, so I was hoping that I might bring Salisbury some luck and a second shock result today.
The game got off to a cracking start with both sides trading tries and after the first quarter, we were level at 14-14. The next major incident came on 25m when Ivybridge hoisted a ball into touch and it landed on top of the canvas roof of the marquee, thus dislodging a quantity of accumulated rainwater which landed squarely on the hapless Ostrich, who was sitting in a purloined plastic chair, unfortunately directly underneath the awning!
Straight after the half-time interval, the home side took a 21-14 lead, resulting in Ivybridge laying siege to the Salisbury try-line, but despite having a player sin-binned less than a minute after he had come on as a replacement, they managed to hold Ivybridge at bay, a quick break brought them a further try, and on 65m they notched a penalty to make the score 29-14, a healthy lead. Tempers got a bit frayed, and Salisbury were tackling like demons as Ivybridge tried to surge forward – at one point a Salisbury player even “took out” one of his own team-mates in a melee!
But Ivybridge were playing a canny game. For me, the turning point came on 73m when they elected to kick a penalty, rather than find touch and set up position for a possible try. At 24-17, they were then back within two scores of the home team. And Salisbury finally imploded, giving up two converted tries in the 78th minute and deep into stoppage time. Ivybridge had completely turned the game around and nicked a 29-31 victory with virtually the last play of the game. Heartbreak for Salisbury who deserved much better,
but luck has not been running their way of late, and today’s home defeat will make it very difficult for them to get out of the relegation mire. A shame, because I found them a friendly club and very welcoming to this visitor.
Then to cap it all, on the way home, in the middle of the countryside, at roughly the same place where I’d encountered the horse-riders and the mobile phone, in the head-lights, a stray dog, possibly a light-coloured Labrador type, suddenly ran out from nowhere and galloped down the road in front of me. I braked hard to a virtual stand, praying the guy in the car behind wouldn’t rear-end me and waited for the impact with the dog - but wasn’t aware of any. I then saw the dog alongside me going in the other direction. Relieved I hadn’t apparently hit him, I drove on, but once home, I checked and found a large mud-mark on the front bumper of the newly-washed car, so there must have been some sort of minor impact. No damage to the vehicle, but knowing “the law”, I reported it to Dorset Police on the 101 non-emergency number. They took details and gave me an incident number. Certainly not my fault as the dog was running loose, and I don’t think there was any injury to it anyway. But not a nice experience.
National 3 South West (Level 5) : Salisbury RFC 29 Ivybridge RFC 31
Admission £5, glossy 56pp programme included with admission (rather a lot of adverts, mind you. but plenty of action photographs from prior games), Crunchie bar £1, coffee from the outside bar £1, attendance a raucous but ultimately disappointed 231.