The Griffs

I would like to second the commendation for Griffin Jeroen Nunchuk for his superb organisation of the Poetry In Motion weekend, and reassert my dismay that he was unfortunately incapacitated and unable to attend (although his liver is currently thanking it’s lucky stars - in complete contrast to mine).
 
For those not in attendence I am happy to report that the Students were educated in the ways of hockey: we won 10-0… just to make the 2As THINK we got a walkover.
 
With the 2As playing the Oxford Students next week, and with the Students’ term having finished last week, they can safely chalk up their 4th (!) 10-0 walkover of the season. (Is that even allowed?)
 
All of which means that, as VC said, if we win our final 2 games of the season against Hampstead & Westminster (away) and Old Loughts (away) we’ll be crowned Division 3 Champions.
 
Finally, for those unable to experience the sophistimacated delights of the Griffs’ poetry on Saturday evening, here’s a taster of what the good people of Oxford were forced to enjoy:
 
IF…

IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and shouting at the umpire,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
And don’t pass to you when you’re wide open

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
When you’re a substitute and the rain is falling,
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by fools intent on getting you fined;

If you can dream – of another year of promotion;
If you can think – that the 2As don’t deserve the title;
If you can meet with Chappers and Robbo;
And treat those two impostors just the same;

Yours is Richmond and everything that’s in it,
And - which is more - you’ll be a Griffin, my son!
 
Pykey Pykey