Wymondham spoil the party right at the death

Cantabs and Wymondham were both mid-table prior to this clash at Sedley Taylor Road.

Injuries and the last minute withdrawal of Richard Ford, meant that Cantabs were not fielding their strongest XV, but the early pressure from the home side saw them two tries up in the first quarter. Finn Morrison burst through four tackles to score close to the posts and J-P Middleton was helped over the line by Jonnie Heaver, to score under the posts. Finlay Laing converted both tries, to give Cantabs an early 14 - 0 lead.

Wymondham scored a penalty from fifteen metres out, but most of the play was in the Wymondham half. Then, prior to half time Finlay hit a beautiful penalty from the ten metre line, to make the half time score 17 - 3.

Wymondham started the second half the better and finally broke through down the left to score - 17 - 10.

There were long periods of pressure from Cantabs, with Finn Morrison time and again being used on the crash ball. But, Wymondham soaked up the pressure and Cantabs seriously never looked like scoring, again.

For tight head, Jonnie Heaver, still smarting from an earlier set to, and probably angry about his opposite number boring into him throughout the game; the red mist descended. He aimed a kick, and Sir aimed his red card. Although one short, Cantabs looked to have done enough to take the points. Then, Wymondham took advantage of a Cantabs penalty kick that did not clear our 22. This was a shame for Finlay, who had kicked exceptionally well throughout the game as he had at Diss in the previous game. They then stole the lineout and pressed for the equaliser. The ball was spun wide, and their right winger scored at the corner flag. The conversion was perfect; the final whistle went; no time to restart and the match was tied up at 17 -17.

Cantabs tackled much better than they had done at Diss, but sorely missed ford in the lineout and without Perks and Bailey in the front row, we hardly won a scrum throughout the match. However, two pints is much better than zero, leaving both clubs mid table.

My man of the match goes to Finn Morrison, for his fierce tackling and tireless running.