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University of Bristol Mens 1st XI vs Plymouth Marjon

27 November 2011 at 23:04

Bristol University continued their rich vein of form in the Men’s West Premier Division with a 2-1 victory over Plymouth Marjons, stretching their unbeaten run to 6 games.

Bristol went into the game full of confidence on the back of a superb 3-2 midweek victory over Bath University, but were fully aware that Plymouth would be a different test altogether.

Plymouth lived up to their reputation of being a difficult side to break down, and despite long periods without the ball, proved stubborn in their resistance to Bristol attacks in the opening 20 minutes. However, the home side’s patience paid off as Tarn Huxford broke the deadlock, pouncing on a loose ball in the D and finishing clinically with a well-struck shot. Bristol carried their slender 1-0 lead into half time, knowing that Plymouth would start the 2nd half aggressively and determined to equalise. This increased intensity proved too much for Bristol as they conceded just after the break, a pattern that has become all too familiar for Bristol players. Determined not to let this slip-up affect their performance, Bristol came back strongly with veteran Johnny Bowen slicing apart the Plymouth defence like a hot knife through butter on numerous occasions. Meanwhile, Plymouth’s aggression inevitably resulted in warnings from the umpires, and cards started to appear after a robust challenge on Bristol full-back Nick Gregory, whose reaction resembled one of Emmanuel Eboue’s. The game remained in the balance as Bristol failed to make their chances pay, but composed defensive work from Charlie Fry and Babak Brazell ensured the score stayed level.

A deserved yellow card for Plymouth gave Bristol a numerical advantage and the opportunity to get the goal that their play warranted. First touch specialist Arthur Mitchell was the man of the hour, ending the chaos that had ensued in the opposition D by putting the ball into the roof of the net. A nervy final 5 minutes to the match followed, but Bristol saw the game out successfully, securing the all-important 3 points. Bristol will play against Exeter As next week in a top of the table clash. 

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University of Bristol Men's 2nd XI vs Swansea

27 November 2011 at 18:51

Crawling along the M4 with the women’s  Rugby team, and with a bus driver so grumpy he made Archie Stirling look moderately good-humoured, there was little sign that there would be any improvement to the 2s’ abject start to the season. After an hour in traffic, even the  accident itself disappointed. What we hoped would be mechanical and human carnage,  was a broken barrier and an old man with a broom. As the fires of Port Talbot loomed on the horizon, things looked bleak.

A new look 2s outfit did little to calm any pre-match nerves. With Ali Mack and Sam Gilbert both in lectures, Ben Wyatt promoted, and Dom Oliver still searching Bristol for the remnants of his spleen, there was an opportunity for others to make their mark. They would have lots of pitch time as well, as Bristol could only muster a squad of thirteen

 Perhaps the biggest surprise of the day was that Bristol began the game rather well. Now, I shan’t venture into the realms of hyperbole and say that we were outstanding, and dominated Swansea from the offset, but not conceding a goal within the first five minutes was a refreshing change.

Soon, it became obvious that the 2s who, at times this season, have demonstrated as much hockeying talent as a potato, were actually capable of playing with a degree of skill. With the average age, and weight of the midfield drastically reduced, movement in the middle of the pitch was good. Forwards worked tirelessly throughout the game, and bar Rich Elston’s strange obsession with passing the ball to the opposing team’s centre forward, the defence was composed and showed little sign of giving into a sterile Swansea attack.

Fifteen minutes in, and after a well worked short corner, a Swansea player judged it appropriate to lie on the ball and a penalty stroke was awarded. Now, throughout history there have been many admirable saves made by goalkeepers. Some have been spectacular. A few have defied human belief. On Wednesday, however, those fortunate enough to be present bore witness to goalkeeping’s greatest ever penalty save. ‘Nuff said.

To their immense credit, Bristol did not allow this incident to affect their play. A goal before half time, and two more in the second half, all scored by Josh Phillips, capped off a tremendous Bristol performance. George Sleath, in particular, was excellent. Praise also goes out to Simon Pearce for playing even though his hamstring was “completely fucking torn”, to Scott Darroch for passing the ball to his own team, to Mark Potton for his return to the side and for the repression of his homosexual urges, and to Olly Metcalfe and Adam Stephens for both playing well.

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University of Bristol Men's 2nd XI vs Cardiff Medics

27 November 2011 at 18:49

On Wednesday morning the UBMHC 2s gathered at the union, dressed smartly and excited about an away trip, on a shared coach and all that that might entail. More accurately nine of them were present, joined by Sam Woodhead sporting trackys and a t-shirt. We arrived in Cardiff with two hours to spare, after the netball team had used up half of this time disembarking we made our way to Tesco’s for some fun and games. Archie was able to buy some very hot chillies, Ali Mac was able to buy his bottle and bottle of beer, Adam got a girl’s number whilst Patritia and myself failed to buy a decent piss pot.

We had been excited by the news that we were playing at the Cardiff International Stadium, however, it transpired that welsh sport was not as strong as we had thought. Meanwhile Metcalfe’s family estate was making its way to the ground, and as conversations with Josh revealed they were a little unsure of where exactly they were going to. So we headed into the changing rooms where Patricia and myself made two startling revelations I had managed to smash my bottle of wine when putting down by bad and he had forgotten his Astros. After investigation sadly no one had a spare bottle of wine or pair of Astros, leaving us no option but to buy replacements Patricia set of to Asda to buy a bottle and trainers. Meanwhile I was left to look after his wine, an ill-advised decision on Patricia’s part; as we were walking out to the pitch the wine slipped through a hole in his bag and smashed, thus taking my tally up to two for the afternoon.

Thus the warm up started and with five minutes to go our squad was made up to 15 by the arrival of the car, Summers, much to his disappointment was no longer required as an inside forward. The game began and Bristol controlled it, attacking down both flanks and causing problems for the hosts, these were confounded when Dom Oliver received the ball at the top of the circle, teed it up for himself and then fired it to the bottom left corner of the goal. Such an early goal relaxed the visitors who had been playing the ball around with ease against a clearly bad opposition who would now be inevitably comfortably beaten. However, the village idiots as they were termed possessed a drag flicker who was able to take advantage of their first short corner slotting the ball to the right of the goal levelling the encounter. This left the scores level and despite Bristol playing good hockey they could not assert themselves in the final quarter which was both encouraging and frustrating. The press too was working well leaving the medics no choice but to try and hit or throw long balls through to their forwards, the majority of these were cut out by the Bristol defence.

Half time arrived and Bristol headed to the goal to once puzzled as to why they weren’t beating a less good opposition. A higher work rate and more retention of the ball was called for and after Dom Oliver’s classic water bottle demonstration Bristol headed out eager to push on and win.

However, the medics caught us napping after half time with an early attack leading to a short corner, sensing Gilbert’s weakness their flicker stepped up and rocketed the ball between his legs giving them a 2-1 lead. This was enough to wake many up to the severity of the situation. Bristol were looking more positive and threatening now and even managed a couple of shots off. One of these lead to a tussle on the line which Ollie Metcalfe won levelling affairs. This state unfortunately did not last long with a break away 4 on 3 giving Cardiff a 3-2 lead. This was too much for Bristol to handle who subsequently they lost their composure and stopped playing meaningful hockey. Giving the ball away far too often, one such occasion soon after lead to another Cardiff attack and yet another goal, putting Bristol on the wrong end of 5-2. Dom Oliver had some doubt about the legitimacy of the goal, which he expressed in his typically courteous manor towards umpires. This in itself was accepted by the umpire, however, when Archie Sterling joined in he could not handle the situation and thus sent Archie off. Bristol were now in a far from ideal situation, which had it not been for Gilbert could have been made a lot worse when I thought that I would give their centre forward and early Christmas present by passing him the ball at the top of the D. Fortunately the medics also had discipline issues and thus saw yellow evening up the numbers. With minutes to go they sensed a good victory and so relaxed, allowing Ollie sufficient time and space in the D to reduce the deficit by one. Pressure straight from the restart lead to Sam Woodhead on the ball at the top of the D which he struck into the bottom left corner making the score 4-5. Sadly after a further 15 seconds the full time whistle blew making the final score 5-4; suggesting a more competitive game than was experienced.

University of Bristol 2s                   4              vs.          5              Cardiff Medics

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After a talk from Josh, Rich E made his way to the local Asda from which Patritia had already purchased him one replacement bottle of wine. After carefully selecting the cheapest bottle he preceded to imbibe it as quickly as possible to avoid any further breakages or other wine related disasters. Thankfully for all involved it was safely finished by the time we left the changing rooms. Thus the journey home commenced, fines where handed out; Archie explained to the freshers that they didn’t have to eat the chillies before handing them out to us and making us eat them, fresher’s were tied to netball girls. However, perhaps the most memorably part of the journey came just as we entered Bristol; Archie had chosen to undertake port and four. This he duly completed however, not without consequences, by the fine hour of half past six he had his head in his hands and was being nursed by Wyatt who treated him with water. Although this did help to revive him a bit it also gave him a full stomach of which the contents were transferred to the bin bag helpfully placed in front of him. Once returned to the union the clean-up job commenced overseen by a very grumpy bus driver. 

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Men's 2nd XI vs Cardiff Medics

27 November 2011 at 18:41

University of Bristol 2s                   4              vs.          5              Cardiff Medics

On Wednesday morning the UBMHC 2s gathered at the union, dressed smartly and excited about an away trip, on a shared coach and all that that might entail. More accurately nine of them were present, joined by Sam Woodhead sporting trackys and a t-shirt. We arrived in Cardiff with two hours to spare, after the netball team had used up half of this time disembarking we made our way to Tesco’s for some fun and games. Archie was able to buy some very hot chillies, Ali Mac was able to buy his bottle and bottle of beer, Adam got a girl’s number whilst Patritia and myself failed to buy a decent piss pot.

We had been excited by the news that we were playing at the Cardiff International Stadium, however, it transpired that welsh sport was not as strong as we had thought. Meanwhile Metcalfe’s family estate was making its way to the ground, and as conversations with Josh revealed they were a little unsure of where exactly they were going to. So we headed into the changing rooms where Patricia and myself made two startling revelations I had managed to smash my bottle of wine when putting down by bad and he had forgotten his Astros. After investigation sadly no one had a spare bottle of wine or pair of Astros, leaving us no option but to buy replacements Patricia set of to Asda to buy a bottle and trainers. Meanwhile I was left to look after his wine, an ill-advised decision on Patricia’s part; as we were walking out to the pitch the wine slipped through a hole in his bag and smashed, thus taking my tally up to two for the afternoon.

Thus the warm up started and with five minutes to go our squad was made up to 15 by the arrival of the car, Summers, much to his disappointment was no longer required as an inside forward. The game began and Bristol controlled it, attacking down both flanks and causing problems for the hosts, these were confounded when Dom Oliver received the ball at the top of the circle, teed it up for himself and then fired it to the bottom left corner of the goal. Such an early goal relaxed the visitors who had been playing the ball around with ease against a clearly bad opposition who would now be inevitably comfortably beaten. However, the village idiots as they were termed possessed a drag flicker who was able to take advantage of their first short corner slotting the ball to the right of the goal levelling the encounter. This left the scores level and despite Bristol playing good hockey they could not assert themselves in the final quarter which was both encouraging and frustrating. The press too was working well leaving the medics no choice but to try and hit or throw long balls through to their forwards, the majority of these were cut out by the Bristol defence.

Half time arrived and Bristol headed to the goal to once puzzled as to why they weren’t beating a less good opposition. A higher work rate and more retention of the ball was called for and after Dom Oliver’s classic water bottle demonstration Bristol headed out eager to push on and win.

However, the medics caught us napping after half time with an early attack leading to a short corner, sensing Gilbert’s weakness their flicker stepped up and rocketed the ball between his legs giving them a 2-1 lead. This was enough to wake many up to the severity of the situation. Bristol were looking more positive and threatening now and even managed a couple of shots off. One of these lead to a tussle on the line which Ollie Metcalfe won levelling affairs. This state unfortunately did not last long with a break away 4 on 3 giving Cardiff a 3-2 lead. This was too much for Bristol to handle who subsequently they lost their composure and stopped playing meaningful hockey. Giving the ball away far too often, one such occasion soon after lead to another Cardiff attack and yet another goal, putting Bristol on the wrong end of 5-2. Dom Oliver had some doubt about the legitimacy of the goal, which he expressed in his typically courteous manor towards umpires. This in itself was accepted by the umpire, however, when Archie Sterling joined in he could not handle the situation and thus sent Archie off. Bristol were now in a far from ideal situation, which had it not been for Gilbert could have been made a lot worse when I thought that I would give their centre forward and early Christmas present by passing him the ball at the top of the D. Fortunately the medics also had discipline issues and thus saw yellow evening up the numbers. With minutes to go they sensed a good victory and so relaxed, allowing Ollie sufficient time and space in the D to reduce the deficit by one. Pressure straight from the restart lead to Sam Woodhead on the ball at the top of the D which he struck into the bottom left corner making the score 4-5. Sadly after a further 15 seconds the full time whistle blew making the final score 5-4; suggesting a more competitive game than was experienced.

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After a talk from Josh, Rich E made his way to the local Asda from which Patritia had already purchased him one replacement bottle of wine. After carefully selecting the cheapest bottle he preceded to imbibe it as quickly as possible to avoid any further breakages or other wine related disasters. Thankfully for all involved it was safely finished by the time we left the changing rooms. Thus the journey home commenced, fines where handed out; Archie explained to the freshers that they didn’t have to eat the chillies before handing them out to us and making us eat them, fresher’s were tied to netball girls. However, perhaps the most memorably part of the journey came just as we entered Bristol; Archie had chosen to undertake port and four. This he duly completed however, not without consequences, by the fine hour of half past six he had his head in his hands and was being nursed by Wyatt who treated him with water. Although this did help to revive him a bit it also gave him a full stomach of which the contents were transferred to the bin bag helpfully placed in front of him. Once returned to the union the clean-up job commenced overseen by a very grumpy bus driver. 

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Men's 2nd XI vs Cardiff Medics

27 November 2011 at 18:41

On Wednesday morning the UBMHC 2s gathered at the union, dressed smartly and excited about an away trip, on a shared coach and all that that might entail. More accurately nine of them were present, joined by Sam Woodhead sporting trackys and a t-shirt. We arrived in Cardiff with two hours to spare, after the netball team had used up half of this time disembarking we made our way to Tesco’s for some fun and games. Archie was able to buy some very hot chillies, Ali Mac was able to buy his bottle and bottle of beer, Adam got a girl’s number whilst Patritia and myself failed to buy a decent piss pot.

We had been excited by the news that we were playing at the Cardiff International Stadium, however, it transpired that welsh sport was not as strong as we had thought. Meanwhile Metcalfe’s family estate was making its way to the ground, and as conversations with Josh revealed they were a little unsure of where exactly they were going to. So we headed into the changing rooms where Patricia and myself made two startling revelations I had managed to smash my bottle of wine when putting down by bad and he had forgotten his Astros. After investigation sadly no one had a spare bottle of wine or pair of Astros, leaving us no option but to buy replacements Patricia set of to Asda to buy a bottle and trainers. Meanwhile I was left to look after his wine, an ill-advised decision on Patricia’s part; as we were walking out to the pitch the wine slipped through a hole in his bag and smashed, thus taking my tally up to two for the afternoon.

Thus the warm up started and with five minutes to go our squad was made up to 15 by the arrival of the car, Summers, much to his disappointment was no longer required as an inside forward. The game began and Bristol controlled it, attacking down both flanks and causing problems for the hosts, these were confounded when Dom Oliver received the ball at the top of the circle, teed it up for himself and then fired it to the bottom left corner of the goal. Such an early goal relaxed the visitors who had been playing the ball around with ease against a clearly bad opposition who would now be inevitably comfortably beaten. However, the village idiots as they were termed possessed a drag flicker who was able to take advantage of their first short corner slotting the ball to the right of the goal levelling the encounter. This left the scores level and despite Bristol playing good hockey they could not assert themselves in the final quarter which was both encouraging and frustrating. The press too was working well leaving the medics no choice but to try and hit or throw long balls through to their forwards, the majority of these were cut out by the Bristol defence.

Half time arrived and Bristol headed to the goal to once puzzled as to why they weren’t beating a less good opposition. A higher work rate and more retention of the ball was called for and after Dom Oliver’s classic water bottle demonstration Bristol headed out eager to push on and win.

However, the medics caught us napping after half time with an early attack leading to a short corner, sensing Gilbert’s weakness their flicker stepped up and rocketed the ball between his legs giving them a 2-1 lead. This was enough to wake many up to the severity of the situation. Bristol were looking more positive and threatening now and even managed a couple of shots off. One of these lead to a tussle on the line which Ollie Metcalfe won levelling affairs. This state unfortunately did not last long with a break away 4 on 3 giving Cardiff a 3-2 lead. This was too much for Bristol to handle who subsequently they lost their composure and stopped playing meaningful hockey. Giving the ball away far too often, one such occasion soon after lead to another Cardiff attack and yet another goal, putting Bristol on the wrong end of 5-2. Dom Oliver had some doubt about the legitimacy of the goal, which he expressed in his typically courteous manor towards umpires. This in itself was accepted by the umpire, however, when Archie Sterling joined in he could not handle the situation and thus sent Archie off. Bristol were now in a far from ideal situation, which had it not been for Gilbert could have been made a lot worse when I thought that I would give their centre forward and early Christmas present by passing him the ball at the top of the D. Fortunately the medics also had discipline issues and thus saw yellow evening up the numbers. With minutes to go they sensed a good victory and so relaxed, allowing Ollie sufficient time and space in the D to reduce the deficit by one. Pressure straight from the restart lead to Sam Woodhead on the ball at the top of the D which he struck into the bottom left corner making the score 4-5. Sadly after a further 15 seconds the full time whistle blew making the final score 5-4; suggesting a more competitive game than was experienced.

University of Bristol 2s                   4              vs.          5              Cardiff Medics

SOCIAL

After a talk from Josh, Rich E made his way to the local Asda from which Patritia had already purchased him one replacement bottle of wine. After carefully selecting the cheapest bottle he preceded to imbibe it as quickly as possible to avoid any further breakages or other wine related disasters. Thankfully for all involved it was safely finished by the time we left the changing rooms. Thus the journey home commenced, fines where handed out; Archie explained to the freshers that they didn’t have to eat the chillies before handing them out to us and making us eat them, fresher’s were tied to netball girls. However, perhaps the most memorably part of the journey came just as we entered Bristol; Archie had chosen to undertake port and four. This he duly completed however, not without consequences, by the fine hour of half past six he had his head in his hands and was being nursed by Wyatt who treated him with water. Although this did help to revive him a bit it also gave him a full stomach of which the contents were transferred to the bin bag helpfully placed in front of him. Once returned to the union the clean-up job commenced overseen by a very grumpy bus driver. 

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Men's 2nd XI vs Cardiff Medics

27 November 2011 at 18:41

On Wednesday morning the UBMHC 2s gathered at the union, dressed smartly and excited about an away trip, on a shared coach and all that that might entail. More accurately nine of them were present, joined by Sam Woodhead sporting trackys and a t-shirt. We arrived in Cardiff with two hours to spare, after the netball team had used up half of this time disembarking we made our way to Tesco’s for some fun and games. Archie was able to buy some very hot chillies, Ali Mac was able to buy his bottle and bottle of beer, Adam got a girl’s number whilst Patritia and myself failed to buy a decent piss pot.

We had been excited by the news that we were playing at the Cardiff International Stadium, however, it transpired that welsh sport was not as strong as we had thought. Meanwhile Metcalfe’s family estate was making its way to the ground, and as conversations with Josh revealed they were a little unsure of where exactly they were going to. So we headed into the changing rooms where Patricia and myself made two startling revelations I had managed to smash my bottle of wine when putting down by bad and he had forgotten his Astros. After investigation sadly no one had a spare bottle of wine or pair of Astros, leaving us no option but to buy replacements Patricia set of to Asda to buy a bottle and trainers. Meanwhile I was left to look after his wine, an ill-advised decision on Patricia’s part; as we were walking out to the pitch the wine slipped through a hole in his bag and smashed, thus taking my tally up to two for the afternoon.

Thus the warm up started and with five minutes to go our squad was made up to 15 by the arrival of the car, Summers, much to his disappointment was no longer required as an inside forward. The game began and Bristol controlled it, attacking down both flanks and causing problems for the hosts, these were confounded when Dom Oliver received the ball at the top of the circle, teed it up for himself and then fired it to the bottom left corner of the goal. Such an early goal relaxed the visitors who had been playing the ball around with ease against a clearly bad opposition who would now be inevitably comfortably beaten. However, the village idiots as they were termed possessed a drag flicker who was able to take advantage of their first short corner slotting the ball to the right of the goal levelling the encounter. This left the scores level and despite Bristol playing good hockey they could not assert themselves in the final quarter which was both encouraging and frustrating. The press too was working well leaving the medics no choice but to try and hit or throw long balls through to their forwards, the majority of these were cut out by the Bristol defence.

Half time arrived and Bristol headed to the goal to once puzzled as to why they weren’t beating a less good opposition. A higher work rate and more retention of the ball was called for and after Dom Oliver’s classic water bottle demonstration Bristol headed out eager to push on and win.

However, the medics caught us napping after half time with an early attack leading to a short corner, sensing Gilbert’s weakness their flicker stepped up and rocketed the ball between his legs giving them a 2-1 lead. This was enough to wake many up to the severity of the situation. Bristol were looking more positive and threatening now and even managed a couple of shots off. One of these lead to a tussle on the line which Ollie Metcalfe won levelling affairs. This state unfortunately did not last long with a break away 4 on 3 giving Cardiff a 3-2 lead. This was too much for Bristol to handle who subsequently they lost their composure and stopped playing meaningful hockey. Giving the ball away far too often, one such occasion soon after lead to another Cardiff attack and yet another goal, putting Bristol on the wrong end of 5-2. Dom Oliver had some doubt about the legitimacy of the goal, which he expressed in his typically courteous manor towards umpires. This in itself was accepted by the umpire, however, when Archie Sterling joined in he could not handle the situation and thus sent Archie off. Bristol were now in a far from ideal situation, which had it not been for Gilbert could have been made a lot worse when I thought that I would give their centre forward and early Christmas present by passing him the ball at the top of the D. Fortunately the medics also had discipline issues and thus saw yellow evening up the numbers. With minutes to go they sensed a good victory and so relaxed, allowing Ollie sufficient time and space in the D to reduce the deficit by one. Pressure straight from the restart lead to Sam Woodhead on the ball at the top of the D which he struck into the bottom left corner making the score 4-5. Sadly after a further 15 seconds the full time whistle blew making the final score 5-4; suggesting a more competitive game than was experienced.

University of Bristol 2s                   4              vs.          5              Cardiff Medics

SOCIAL

After a talk from Josh, Rich E made his way to the local Asda from which Patritia had already purchased him one replacement bottle of wine. After carefully selecting the cheapest bottle he preceded to imbibe it as quickly as possible to avoid any further breakages or other wine related disasters. Thankfully for all involved it was safely finished by the time we left the changing rooms. Thus the journey home commenced, fines where handed out; Archie explained to the freshers that they didn’t have to eat the chillies before handing them out to us and making us eat them, fresher’s were tied to netball girls. However, perhaps the most memorably part of the journey came just as we entered Bristol; Archie had chosen to undertake port and four. This he duly completed however, not without consequences, by the fine hour of half past six he had his head in his hands and was being nursed by Wyatt who treated him with water. Although this did help to revive him a bit it also gave him a full stomach of which the contents were transferred to the bin bag helpfully placed in front of him. Once returned to the union the clean-up job commenced overseen by a very grumpy bus driver. 

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University of Bristol Ladies 1st XI Vs Oxford University

23 November 2011 at 22:16

We set off very early (12.30) expecting delays for our pushback at 4pm in Oxford. With all the non-existent road works we arrived in Oxford at 2pm, plenty of time for us third years to get the books out and beat Oxford at their own game.... hitting the books hard!

Before the warm up Iola Hopkinson was asked where our coach was, to which she responded ‘Oh we didn’t come in a coach; we came in a minibus’! This confusion was just the start of things to come. However after a good warm up, we started the first half strong with Iola holding the midfield together. However Oxford were pressing our defence and not letting us play our own game, we were forcing the ball left and because of this losing possession. This led to a very scrappy goal which was nearly saved on the line by a defiant Miranda Caillard.

After a half time chat from Evans, hammering the point that we need to play our own game and play to our strengths, i.e. down the right hand side of the pitch. Bristol started getting the hang of this with Jo Muddle having a stormer at RH sending balls into midfield and forward lines with ease. We won numerous short corners with balls flying past the posts left and right. Even Joie Leigh who scored a screamer of a reverse against Bath last week couldn’t hit the target (by mm’s!). In the last 5minutes the game finally shifted in our favour giving Amy Alger-Green a one-on-one with Oxfords keeper. Amy slipped it calmly past the keeper and ‘backed herself’ to bring us even with Oxford and the final score 1-1.

Debrief after the game was VERY positive from Evans considering we had drawn, until Joie Leigh and Aliss Farrar pointed out that we hadn’t actually won and that we had drawn! Very embarrassing indeed, so she deservedly received DOD. Jo Muddle received MOM for her strength in defence and great distribution, Papa Muddle’s support is very welcome again!

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University of Bristol Ladies 1st XI Vs Bath University

21 November 2011 at 22:48

On wednesday we played Bath University and lost 3-1. The first half was close finishing 1-1 with Joie Leigh, England U18, placing a reverse shot nicely in the back of the net. This first half looked very promising until things started taking a turn for the worse with our CB Charlotte Carter taking it upon herself to injure one of our own players by undercutting the ball at a 16 into Sophie Nehammer's thumb. She is now in cast and will be out for 6 weeks... Carter never does anything half hearted! However some people would say that Fresher Sophie should have known better to get out the way of one of Carters 16's as the rest of the team would have done!

This meant that we ended the first half in abit of confusion and trying to get our heads back in the game. Sadly Bath University came out hard from the start of the 2nd half and we went 3-1 down. However hard we tried we just could not string enough passes toegther to reply the Baths's 2 goals.

MOM was tied between Ele Titley, Miranda Caillard and Joie Leigh. DOD was Alex-Bromley Martin who had just gone back to the pitch side to put her shin pads on (in a world of her own!), whilst the rest of the team continued with the rest of the warm up!

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University of Bristol Mens 1st XI vs Devizes

20 November 2011 at 17:06

On the back of a couple of strong performances in the Saturday league, beating both Taunton and Bath, Bristol’s “promotion express” felt like it was rapidly gaining momentum.

However Devizes, who are yet to gain a point from their last eight games, proposed a different type of challenge for the Bristol boys, a mental challenge. Matt Phillips was eager to ensure that we did not go into the game considering it a done deal, however it is fair to say that based on Devizes previous 17-1 and 15-0 defeats, the forward line up for Saturday’s match was more excited than Joe Dorgham at the prospect of a new series of Walking with Dinosaurs. However we trained well the night before and, with a few new additions to the team and the return of George “uber lad” Brown, we turned up the following morning ready and raring to go.

 

We started the game fairly comfortably with a quick goal from Dave Bates, followed by another quick goal from …. Dave bates. As we returned to the halfway line a few quick glances between each other expressed a sign of “cockiness” within the team and it was probably this mentality which meant that Bristol failed to score again until just before the half time whistle when Matt Phillips re-opened the flood gates.

 

A half time team talk from our new Saturday coach Mo, must of kicked us into gear as Bristol came out of the goal a different team, ready to exploit Devizes’ quite frankly weak side.

The second half showcased a much stronger performance of talent from Bristol, with further goals from Matt Phillips (a second), Craig McDowell, Joe Dorgham and a brace from Matt Poole. Special mention must go to Craig McDowell’s somewhat interesting celebration choice, which produced a genuine “You had to be there” moment.

 

Unfortunately the game closed 8-1 as, despite a courageous effort; Sam Gilbert was unable to prevent Devizes scoring from a dubious penalty flick.

None the less Philpo’s Pros left Fortress Dingle victorious and with three points to stoke the promotion express’s fire.

 

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University of Bristol 1st XI vs Exeter 1st XI

20 November 2011 at 17:03

The Bristol 1st team travelled to Exeter knowing they had a very tall order at hand. Bristol decided to try to continue the flowing, simple hockey that had worked so well in previous matches however came up against a side which were very hard to break down.

From the first whistle Exeter pressed high and Bristol were on the back foot. Some good spells of hockey from Bristol rarely ended in chances whereas Exeter were clinical. By half time the score was 4-0 with all three coming from well executed short corners and the fourth from a impressive deflection from a chest high cross.

At half time Bristol regrouped and called for confidence and commitment. A good second half performance was what was required with focus on improving the basics.

Bristol started the second half the brighter of the two teams and came close with a slick move down the left culminating in a ball flashing across the goal line with players diving in. However, Exeter regained the upper hand with a further two short corners and finished the game with a penalty flick.

7-0 the final score and Bristol left with a lot to think about. Good experience and some good hockey but still much to work on.

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