At last he has returned to the field of play with a run out on Saturday. Shockingly (to him at least) he was dropped to the bench and only got to play a half. The opposition (Broad Plain) are reknowned for being a side of larger players and it is fair to say they were putting down quite a large front row.
Now he has of course lost the thick end of 2 stone since last time he played and if there is one attribute that any prop needs it is a certain amount of, how can we put this delicately, ballast. It would be quite wrong of us to suggest he is now ballastless but there is perhaps a ballast shortage for a tight-head prop.
To make up for his lack of ballast he had to resort to more unusual (read illegal) scrummaging techniques and remarkably the referee appeared to know what he was doing and kept on pinging him for his unusual (read illegal) technique.
It has to be said that it didn't help his cause that the weather was scorching, he had a bead on just standing on the touch-line.
Your correspondent's favourite moment of the match was a try scored by his side straight from a re-start kick. He moved all of 5 yards during the move.
After such exertions he threw down a few cheeky beers before stumbling home kebab in hand.
Sunday was a classic of the type, a lie in followed by a lazy day reading the papers whilst eating chocolate hob-nobs dunked in tea whilst surrounded by chums.
This week he is stationed in Birmingham all week, Gay George (Not Actually Gay) is in town on Wednesday which may turn into a big one. We shall of course keep you posted.
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