Predictions from fans before the game ranged from "we're going to get
pasted" to "I think we can do this". Initial impressions from the team
sheet certainly showed that our opponents were less impacted from
international call ups than we were. Our second row in particular was an
area for concern, especially with Roche on the injured list. A nervous
looking Matthew Garvey took part in the warm up whilst at scrum half
Warren Fury was on the bench instead of the named Peter Richards.
The game kicked off and we looked a bit nervy in the initial stages.
Quins looked the more organised and were off-loading well in the tackle.
The pressure had to tell and eventually Steffon was pinged for going in
off his feet at a ruck in front of the posts, 25 meters out. Penalty
Quins and an easy three points, or so we thought. Inexplicably Nick
Evans pushes the kick wide and we're given a reprieve.
Finally Irish started to put some phases together, half breaks are made
but not capitalised on until Thompstone makes it through a gap and hares
off only to be brought down 25 meters out. From the ensuing ruck Quins
are pinged and Irish have the first opportunity to put some points on
the board. Hewat stepped up confidently and showed Evans how it's done
and puts us three points up.
The game then lapsed into a forgetable phase of play, both teams
appearing evenly matched and seem to be cancelling each other out. A
strangely subdued crowd provided a near library like atmosphere
suggesting that the quality of fare dished up wasn't up to the standards
we have seen in recent months.
A quarter of an hour into the match Catt cleans up just outside his own
22 and spots some space behind the Quins back three and sends out a
raking touch finder. The crowd expects a beauty, hoping to be deep into
the Quins half but the magic Catt touch leaves him and the ball dribbles
dead. Scrum Quins 20 something meters out in front of the posts. A test
for our scrum, and one where we're found wanting, getting pinged for
boring in. Evans has a chance to atone for his earlier miss from almost
the same position and makes no mistake. The scores are tied at three each.
Then... the turning point in the game. A scrum outside our 22 breaks
down and a few fists start flying. Your correspondant couldn't work out
who started it but when the dust settled Paice was singled out and after
a brief chat with the referee is shown the yellow card. The crowd showed
its disapproval but so does Paice in what must have been fairly
colourful language because all of a sudden the red card is flashed and
Irish are down to fourteen men for the remaining 57 minutes of the game.
If it was back chat then Paice was certainly a very naughty boy throwing
Irish's whole game plan into tatters.
Back to the game and despite the boos ringing around the stadium Evans
slots over the penalty and Quins go 6-3 up. Irish have it all to do.
The fight back begins, Hudson makes a galloping run but is tackled
metres short. The ball goes dead and we have a scrum five metres out.
Buckland replaces Johnson but can Irish make light of their man
disadvantage in the scrum. Alf feeds the scrum, it turns, Thorpe picks
up and touches down... unbelievable. Unfortunately the referee has
pinged Quins for wheeling the scrum but doesn't play advantage...
unbelievable. Instead of a try and an easy conversion Irish have to make
do with a penalty which Hewat slots over and the scores are tied.
Quins try to make the most of the spare man but Irish are fired up,
adrenaline and determination seeming to make up the fifteenth man. Evans
finally changed tack and puts a kick in behind Irish deep into our 22.
Topsy tries to tidy up but in the ensuing ruck on our line a stray boot
swings out and catches Hewat on the knee and he goes down in agony.
Still defending Irish hold out, awesome defence from our boys.
Hewat struggles on but has to be replaced by Bailey. Another blow to
Toby's plans as surely the plan was for Hewat to replace Catt at 10
later in the game but now it looks like Catty will have to play the
whole game.
The final ten minutes of the half was all Irish, great spirit from the
team but the lack of a second jumper is really showing in the line out,
Quins effectively marking Hudson with two pods. Half time arrives and
the scores are tied at six apiece.
The second half starts in a similar vein to the end of the first half,
all Irish and the pressure tells and we win a penalty in kicking range.
Unexpectedly it's Alf who takes up the kicking duty and cooly slots over
the penalty to give us the lead, 9-6.
Again, it's all us but Quins get the ball and kick deep leaving us
struggling five meters from our line, the ball goes dead and we're
defending a five metre scrum. We hold back the expected push and Quins
throw the ball wide, a ruck forms and we turn over, awesome stuff. The
ball goes back to Catt who unfortunately slices the kick giving Quins a
line out five metres out. They gather and set up a maul, the maul starts
moving quickly and Irish are unble to halt it or bring it down. It
trundles over the line and a try, credited to Jones, is given. Evans
misses the conversion and the game restarts with Quins leading 11-9.
Quins now have the upper hand, we struggle to get out of our half and
they apply constant pressure. Brilliant defending from our boys keep
Quins from scoring who seem to be trying a bit too hard which eases any
pressure that might be about to tell.
Alex comes on for Tonga just before the 60 minute mark and immediately
makes an impact. Quins have the put in at the scrum but our front row
tears theirs apart and they are pinged. Hudson looks like he's about to
explode such is his pride and determination, belief seems to be coursing
through the Irish veins. A couple of minutes later and the Quins scrum
comes under pressure and they're pinged again. Dean Richards responds by
bringing on Bracken in their front row and slowly our dominance in the
scrum recedes.
No matter, into the last ten minutes and we're determined to attack from
all areas, unfortunately our exuberance leaves us in trouble in our own
22, we run out of options and are pinged for holding on in front of our
posts. The penalty is a no-brainer and Quins take a five point lead into
the last few minutes.
One minute left and we win a penalty just inside the Quins half. Catt
whose kicking from hand has been a bit wayward finds his kicking boots
at the right moment and drills a beauty into the corner. With seconds to
go we have a lineout five metres out from the try line. Five points down
this is our chance to pull off the unlikely, or as some people would say
the impossible. Come on Irish.
The ball is won cleanly and goes wide. Thompstone gets his hands on the
ball and makes a half break, Irish hearts are in their mouths, but he's
pulled up agonisingly short. Irish try and recycle the ball quickly but
in their haste knock on and the game is over. Final score 14-9 to Quins.
So that's it, minds start to turn to the England - Wales game but
there's no doubting the talking point of this game. Paice's red card,
for what ever reason, made our task nigh on impossible. Somehow,
probably through sheer bloody mindedness Irish managed to keep a
celebrated Quins side at bay for almost 60 minutes but the fact of the
matter is that you just can't afford to be down to fourteen men and hope
to win the game no matter how close we get.
So, we'll be without Paice for a few weeks no doubt, and Hewat's injury
looked serious so I don't expect him back for a while. With Nick, Delon,
Shane and Dodge with England our squad strength is going to be tested to
the full over the next few weeks. One thing that isn't to be doubted
though is the spirit shown by this squad of players, something
reinforced when Delon went over against Wales pointing at Dodge who
looked so happy you could have mistaken him for the scorer. The spirit
is strong in this squad, we just need to channel it in the right way.
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