OK, now I know how Paul Bremmer felt, trying to put on a positive spin on the news with bombs going off in the background. On the "good news" front, it didn't rain this week, although the pitch supplied by Boston Sand and Gravel was proof that there is still plenty of digging left to be done in the city. What you love about Charles River is that you never have to play on the same ground twice. That way you don't have to get attached to any of those nice grounds they used to play on.
Of course, not many of Charles River's current team can remember any of those grounds, nor all the ass-whoppings we handed out back in the day. But that was a much simpler time, when we all knew which way was up, and all the D2 results before they happen. Well holy hell if this isn't a whole new day, and all that old bastards like me can do is sit around and complain about other team's good fortune. Well vive la bloody-fuckin'-difference!
OK, enough of that whining. Charles River fielded a well drilled and physical side, which is something I am getting tired of saying about our opponents this year. With a couple of wins under their belt, they were clearly looking to take advantage of their momentum. I'd love to tell you how many wins exactly, but the nerfu website stumbles from bad to worse. Were you of a mind to try and view the league standings, you might be surprised by the number of draws that have come up. Note to nerfu: just because the the local community college offers html programmers on the cheap, doesn't necessarily mean they know what they're doing.
Sorry, did I say I was done whining? If only. OK, where was I? Right, the first ten minutes or so were played at a frenetic pace, with both sides running and tackling hard. It seemed only a matter of time before one side made a breakthrough. Eventually Portland yielded, allowing River their first score through an overload on the weak side. They soon scored again through a hopeful (or was it gifted?) chip kick, that ended in a 50/50 ball that came down in their favor. Before the half Portland was able to claw some way back with a score of their own, although I'm not sure who got a hand on it in the end. We converted, and I think the half time score was 14-7.
The second half reflected pretty much the same dominance, and while Portland continued to make life difficult, the gap continued to widen. As usual, memory of specific detail is sketchy. I know we scored again, but River scored more. Final score was apparently something like 32-12.
Portland hit the road again this weekend, as they travel to Burlington, for a match up that usually provides an entertaining scrap. Whatever happens, let's hope that the boat that delivered a crap-load of new recruits to every team south of Portsmouth makes a stop in Portland soon.
