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THE PIT
Issue 853
November 2010
DLB/Reading Week
Sorry Materials but if you wrote me articles......
PRESIDENT’s SHOUT
VP’s SHOUT
So for you lucky Geologists, it’s the end of your reading week…I am envious and I think everyone from
Materials is equally irate as well. However it didn’t put
a stop to everything the Royal School of Mines with a
new all star, semi genius level University Challenge
team put together to take on the rest of Imperial. A
Chaps dinner which resulted in the usual slating of
Union food, loss of money at the Casino and finally a
total loss of Dignity in Fulham and finally learning a
new phrase.
My reading week started with the DLB trip to Wales. I thoroughly enjoyed my weekend filled with Gin, Cider and Geology. AND I only stalled 5 times! The week ended with a
bar night where we drank three barrels of beer with some
Dutch Miners. We are definitely going to visit them in Holland! So… I haven’t done any reading for my project but
looking forward to the RSMA dinner this weekend, where
old miners buy you drinks all night,
GIN  there are still lots to look
forward to, Christmas Dinner,
Byrne and Nelly’s birthday party
and PUB GOLF!
“Bent u te drinken?”
For those not fluent in Dutch or not available for Sunday nights festivities, that translates to “Do you like to
drink?”
Yes I do! So last Sunday the Royal School of Mines
played host to Ultrech University’s Earth Science department and we celebrated our common love for
rocks (not in my case or the other Material scientists
that were about), learnt some new traditions and most
importantly proved yet again we can drink quicker
than 99.999999999999% of the population. It was
great to celebrate our unity with another department
who had travelled (mostly for a piss up in London) to
celebrate their 65th Anniversary
and hopefully it will be the beginning of a friendly relationship of us visiting each other
for years to come. Who
knows?! Actually anyone up
for a tour in June?
Tot straks Royal Miners
RSM President
PS. I miss Geoff Manby
RSM Vice President
EDITOR’s NOTE
My reading week was BUSY, not only was I putting together this shiny new edition of the pit, but
also I had MEGAdeadlines. Badtimes.
Barnight was awesome though, and although my
knee kinda still hurts from when I accidentally
tackled one of the Dutch girls to the ground, I
hold the night as a fond memory.
I’m still holding onto my two favourite things
though—purple and October, so here’s a little reminder :D
Lots of LOVE
Fiona
Pit Editor
Upcoming......
We're Matt and Matt and we're having another regalia sale in the near future. If you know you want something
specific give me ([email protected]) or Matt Thomas ([email protected]) an email and we can
add it to order. Our brochure is now online at http://www2.union.ic.ac.uk/rsm/shop_regalia.php to see what we
have. We will give you a date for the sale sometime before the end of term.
After the huge success of Anglesey, the DLB will be setting our sights on Cornwall in the Spring term.
28th-30th January
Lizard Point, Cornwall
Led by the RSM's very own Paul "big hands" Garrard.
Not to be missed.
If that's just whetted your appetite for all things DLB, we have a few events coming up this side of christmas.
Tuesday 30th November
5.15pm Rm 1.51
Surviving Extremes: emergency medecine for geologists
Liam Piggott
Geologists work all over the world, often in hostile and remote places with no infrastructure or medical
care. They can find themselves in unpredictable and dangerous environments, and may even encounter
natural disasters or human conflicts. From his personal experience of emergency, disaster and tropical
medicine, and drawing on techniques used by explorers and members of the armed forces, Liam will give
you an introduction to techniques that will enable you to be...a survivor.
And also...
A DLB daytrip
led by Rich Ghail
date tbc
Watch this space for more info.
DLB love
Wesby and Dyldo stop making out and WRITE ME ARTICLES (preffs not about
your blossoming romance)
The RSM BLIND DATE—
let me know if you want to participate!
Cummingtonite
Our first cummingtonite: a hotty hotyy, (which we missed
last year):
Mr. D:
Impressed by the travelling resume, though no
naked pictures I’m afraid!
Sweet but ta ta, girls, we were told he’s taken.
Who might the mysterious woman be?
1) Hot drunken boarder?
2) Handsome Zeus?
aka trying to put a condom on...
Cummintonite for men: miss b (we absolutely would …anytime of the day):
Loving blue eyes, or more Armani snapshot look:
And we shouldn’t forget:
MEEEEEOOOOW! ( we’ve put
this picture, as we need to respect
her privacy contract)
The Week in Pictures:
Alcololz:
Rohyplolz:
Sleeping Beauty:
Bored of Pasta Pesto?
Red Thai Chicken Curry
Feeds 3-4 people, or 2 if you’re starving. Just make more and have friends round for a beer.
To be honest, I never have to buy very much as I keep my cupboards well stocked, so the first time you try this you
may find it a little expensive. But now for me to cook for 4 people I can do it for under 10 quid (chicken, veg,
maybe a tin of coconut milk).
What you need:
2 tins of coconut milk
1 tin chopped tomatoes
1 or 2 tablespoons of red thai curry paste
4 shallots/1 small onion
About 400g chicken (skinless & boneless - cut it into cubes)
Rice. I like basmati or thai fragrant.
Several small aubergines (10cm long) or 1 big one
A pack of fine green beans (roughly 200g)
The non-essentials but distinctly improving ingredients:
1 lime,
chopped flat leaf parsely ( small handful)
sesame seeds (toast them in a dry, hot (obvs) frying pan)
paprika, ground ginger, ground coriander
BEER.
BUY VEG FROM NORTH END ROAD (or shepherds bush market/
Goldhawk road shops for e.g.). And the coconut milk too.. the stuff in Tesco’s/Sainsbury’s/Waitrose is shit. And if
you’re a female you can often get stuff for free. Good times.
What you need to do:
1 . Dice the onion/shallots. Sweat in a large wok/pan with a lid. Add some cold water to stop them frying and make
it steamy in there. The onions should go soft and glassy.
2. Add a tablespoon and a third of a tin of coconut milk to this. Add the diced chicken, stir fry so as to brown the
edges (don’t worry about the inside cooking yet!)
3. Add the remaining coconut milk, chopped tomatoes, and leave it all to simmer gently for as long as possible.
This is to cook the chicken slowly infusing the flavours and making it really tender. I sometimes set this dish up
and leave it to cook for verging on 3 hours to make it lush. It does, however seem to get less spicy with time, so
you’ll need to add some more curry paste (to taste). Chop the vegetables whilst it is cooking... into sensible chunks.
(beans don’t need to be chopped but you may if you prefer!). Also soak your rice in cold water.
4. 10 mins before serving check that the chicken is cooked. It may look a little pink round the edges due to the red
curry paste, so just worry about the very middle. Add spices to the sauce if you fancy it to be a bit more anything
(paprika, coriander, ginger). Also add more curry paste if it’s too mild.
5. Chicken cooked? Add the aubergines now. And start cooking the rice! (Hopefully you know how to cook it. But
try not to take off the lid too much so you get it nice and fluffy).
6. Add the fine beans 3 mins before serving (or about 7 mins after you added the aubergines).
7. Drain rice. Serve nicely J. Add a squeeze of lime to each serving of curry and then a sprinkle of toasted sesame
seeds and finally some of the chopped parsley.
DRINK A COLD BEER. Relax.
If you fuck it up, you can add more coconut to make it less spicy....
Fiona says add sweet potato.
DLB
Freshers
Anglesey-“F**k it we’re the DLB”
On Friday we escaped from busy London for the quiet island of
Anglesey. We rocked up to Tesco in the party bus, and mentally
preparing ourselves for the weekend ahead we armed ourselves
with the necessities. It is fair to say that the Tesco alcohol shelves
were seriously depleted with our departure. Having been around
the roundabout 4 times, Henry made the bold decision to head
back to the RSM before being informed that we had come to Anglesey for more than a cheaper shop. We arrived and in true DLB
style had several bevvies before bed.
Saturday started early with a few headaches, specifically the moron who decided to punch himself in the face earlier that morning. Sights that day included the blue schist of Anglesey, one
dead seal and some hot bodies. For the weekend the men became boys; geology posters became
anatomical, poo was the hot topic of discussion and their antics on the beach could have got us
mistaken for the local primary school. Special mention to our guide Paul, who besides geology
decided to give us the x rated version of the local myths before bursting into sadistic laughter.
Spirits were high after a fun day in the field, costumes were donned and the fines dinner commenced. After much hilarity (and fives), the boys thought it would be a gneiss idea to take a
short cut to the beach. In the cold and rain we traipsed through the bog, over a stream, down a
cliff, through some seaweed, and over multiple boulders to reach the sea… instead of taking the
road. Having realised our inebriated (life threatening) exploits weren’t in the risk assessment, we
headed back, getting to know Nat a little better along the way.
On Sunday we saw a little more of the geology , before we set off in the capable hands of our
trusty driver. The party bus made a touristy stop at a villege (the name of which only the welsh
could have come up with) Llanfair…gogogoch and returned with a small souvenir courtesy of
the welsh highways agency.
In summary: the geology was amazing, friendship were made, underwear was lost, injuries were
gained and Anglesey was left with no stones unturned… all in all good times. ILY DLB XOXO
K-Dogs Bitches
Second Year
One weekend in Anglesey
The annual DLB fresher drink-a-thon (or DLB fresher trip as it’s known) headed off to the inbred
Isle of Anglesey. As always there was a fun bus, which contained moron Steve… and a boring or
“danger” bus, driven by Sang, who had decided the motorway was too straight and swerved wildly
all along the M6 toll road.
Due to the fact we arrived at stupid o’clock a few shit people decided not to stay up and pass the
time drinking but rather hit the bed for the geological extravaganza that faced them tomorrow… In
the absence of good sport the rest of us retired soberly, unaware of the horrific beast that faced us the
next day.
The beast was a guide from GeoMon, a tour group organised to show us around the island. However
we did not get a guide, we got a prick. The prick in question was called Paul or some shit like that.
An utter douche he was, what kind of an assmonger laughs at the end of every sentence in a way that
would slay a bison? Anyway, I digress, Anglesey, for those budding geologists is dead old and dead
good for rocks. At one particular outcrop Robin “Hasselhoff” Bridge and Alex “Pamela Anderson”
Van-Tuyl, went for a swim in the tropical waters of the Irish Sea, needless to say that their nipples
turned to coathangers in an instant, and lets not mention shrivelled penises, but you get the idea.
That night our traditional fines dinner took place, everyone was dressed rather fancily, Alex
Whittaker our resident lecturer and high society expert sported a rather fetching ensemble that
looked borrowed from the child catcher in Chitty Chitty Bang Bang. As ever the food cooked by the
glorious committee, mainly 2nd year boys, was amazing, although apparently there wasn’t enough
cumin..? Oh well! Fines highlights included a trip down memory lane for Kirsty and Chunders.
Points to all for knowing why they might have been fined (it’s not hard). Entertainment, as ever was
provided by Steve who managed to hit himself in the head, further cementing his moron status.
The true disappointment for us wily second years was the inability to find
the beach for drunken swim times, although closer inspection showed it to
be impossible for Bear Grylls to access! However some swimming did ensue, it wouldn’t be a DLB trip without it! And on behalf of all second years
on the DLB trip we must apologise for the lack of protection to a certain
young fresher who has been placed under the witness protection scheme
after Henry Debens threatened to glass him. Good lad.
And that was DLB, there were rocks, beers, unnecessary violence. Just one
last, thing massive shout out to Matt Webb who basically sorted this all
out, with a wee bit of help from the rest of committee. Good work DLBists,
we might go somewhere warmer next time!
Third Year
Forth Year
What I Think I Spent My Time Doing Last Weekend? (Again)
In honour of his first touch down for the Imperial Immortals:
Congratulations and julilations—is that a happy face...(or did i just shit myself?) - 2010 Goodenough et all
Mrs H. Ore Solves all your problems:
Bro’s before Ho’s; Chick’s before Dick’s
Hi huns,
We are all friends in the RSM so lets be honest.
I love Luky babes and I love Foreman.
As taught by Mark D. Sutton in Palaeontology
for Geologists of our glorious RSM:
Evolution is key.
Reproduction is key in evolution.
Sex is key in reproduction.
So =>
Is there evolution involved in the Forehand-Daly relationship? Mwah.
I would happily explore both of their ore deposits in the quest for their hydrothermal discharges but sadly them
being together is intruding my fantasies of doing so. Rawr
Advice of the week gorgeous boys of the RSM from our very own playmaker:
‘Girls are like farts. The most innocent ones are often the dirtiest’. (Karvelas et al.2010) So blunt yet so true Alex.
Love ya babes.
With this in mind maybe it is best that two of the most quiet of members stay together and produce lots of little
RSMlets. Eugh? (See pic)
P.s huns!
I would like to add a big thank you to Rebecca Smith who has had to put up with the long haired stallion poaching
her housemates gangue. If she ever wants to spend time with another human reproducer she is more than welcome
in my Rock Library. Grrr. No seriously. Mwah
We all like getting drunk but are you pissed?
Hi hunni bunni’s,
I personally love Joe. Sarah is nice too. But together. Bleeeeaaaauuugghhh.
Having seen that man from Reading play football for the RSM i can say...FIIIIIT. Alcohol is dangerous. Joe despite his issues of being an RSM cutie pie decided to commit to the challenge of having a good night and drink
excessively. Sadly the boy got past the stage of drunk, passed the stage of pissed and entered the stage of...regret.
Having kissed several gorgeous boyo’s in my time (mwah) i know how to execute a man’s tongue. What i witnessed in that posh club in central London really put me off tongues and sex in general for the rest of my life.
We all expected more from Sarah. A poaching footballer- phah! Dont think so. Surely she would have rejected
him?! Unbelievably she went with it! Naughty gal.
It wasn’t just kissies girls there were fishy fingers involved too (Captain Bird’s eye would be proud). I distinctly
recall Josephs hand entering the back of Sarah’s dress and rubbing. From behind?
“Once the river runs red, take the dirt track instead” Mubarak et al. (2003).
In a club? With 20 people watching? Yes lovelies.
In my lovely opinion i find it hilarious.
Halarious because it made me want to scrape my labia off with a screwdriver.
And Halarious because they both think of each other being the uglier of the two!
Regrets? Maybe!
What could we do as the RSM?
“Make it awkward” Ras et al (2010)
Mwah
NEXT EDITION: is Magali BLIND????
Memoirs of a sexual terrorist: Volume 2 – Rohyplolz
Dear Diary,
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently... mainly about gash! But seriously, I’m fucking ripped. After
sending the fifth girl this week to the Abortionator, I’ve found myself wondering why I act like this. Why
am I such a muscular sexual maniac. I don’t think it’s because of the massive penis God chose to bestow
upon me. Maybe my raging muscles are more curse than gift.... Naaah that’s just dumb. Muscles,
mmmmmm.
It all started when I was 4 I suppose, from them minute I popped out of my mum.
But I digress Diary, from birth my sisters bombarded me with a tirade of abuse the likes of which haven’t
been seen since Mugabe. I tried to fight back but at that tender age my muscles hadn’t reached the gargantuan magnitude they would go on to become.
Whilst we’re on the subject of power, my guns are a cracking new addition to my wank bank. Does that
make me gay diary? Of course not, I’m far too manly.
I knew things were taking a turn for the worse when I first picked up. Who knew Rohypnol was so
cheap, and in Manchester no one cares about selling to a 6 year old. I knew it was wrong but I was like a
child in a candy shop. Except I was a kid with guns like bowling balls, and the candy was unconscious
and ready for a pounding. I even came on their tits sometimes. They had no fucking idea!
So I suppose that’s it, the tragedy that is my life. But I don’t know why I’m complaining, I love it. Who
needs the thrill of the chase when rape guarantees you a knobbing before you even get home.
Very nice =]
Until next time Diary,
The Sexual Terrorist x
Ed—for the uncut version of this ‘article’, see Jamjam—he may still have the bar mat he scrawled it on
Fresher of the Week:
Lewis:
George Fisher, a fellow fresher
sent me a hilarious drunk text
after a “quiet” drink in the union Saturday night. I’d got him
back to his hall and he then
went to his room, I too went
back to my room. 10 minutes
later, this is what I get, and I
quote:
“Oi bner boy. Imr in my room
cummijg in a wankong hole. It’s
cool isn’t it? I will answerr
that for you.... Yes. I hope you
have dine you’re teeth. I’m Eating a cookie atm, it’s bonable.
I will call you tomorrow belmet.
Pyrex. X”
I questioned him on the word Pyrex, he didn’t have an answer
for me....
Kind Regards,
Lewis Ryan
George:
Declined to comment....
Fresher's Dinner Checklist:
I went into fresher’s dinner knowing I would
leave having consumed a large amount of
alcohol, but I was not expecting to be commanded to drink for the length of my dress
or my bare shoulders. Because of this, I was
drunk by desert. This is rather significant because I had never been drunk before, in fact I
had never done a lot of things before. I could
go on about everything that went on that
night but a list of what happened would be
much easier :)
1. Broke a tankard (sorry!)
2. Kissed a girl
3. Kissed by the same girl again
4. And again
5. Lost my passport
6. Hid a bottle of wine under my dress
7. Made my first gay friend (yay!)
8. Tried to touch his face
9. Fell down for no reason
10. Broke my bag
11. Fixed my bag
12. Got into the games room
13. Loudly told the games room several em-
barrassing stories
14. Lay down in the corner of the games
room
15. (Drunkenly) had mac and cheese for the
first time
16. Received my first drunk text
17. Sent my first drunk text
18. Found my passport (covered in mud)
19. Did not chunder
20. Woke up without a hang over
Of the above, I remember only five things.
Thank you RSM for a great night!
Much love, Fresh from the Equator
Blasts
from the
Past
Sports Reports
Laydee’s Hockey
Last Wednesday bought the first ladies match of the year and, as we beat the medics 3’s 9-1 last year
we had high hopes. As well as being our first match of the season this was also the first round of the reserve
cup and so decides whether we go to the next round.....
Things started well and before long we had already slipped a few goals past their defence. It became
clear that the match might be a little boring for our defence, with Hannah (our star goalie) rarely getting a
chance to even touch the ball! We all pushed up the pitch until pretty much the whole team were attacking and
the medics barely even got past the half way line. Our forwards worked hard to keep the ball in the D and the
goals kept coming; Courtney, Laura, Alex and Kirsty scored bringing our grand total to 13!!! The halves supported the forwards well with Sanghee managing to stop pretty much every 16 they hit (including a few tantrums with the umpires :P). And in defence...well, there wasn’t much to do but no goals went in so it’s a good
record!
We played a brilliant game and worked well as a team; we couldn’t really have a better start to the season, long may it continue!
On to the next round girls.......
RSM Ladies 13- 0 Imperial medics 3’s
Mixed Hockey
RSM Mixed 3 vs Vanisstarts >6 (unsure of how many they scored)
Apologies for not doing any previous match reports, but Sunday night has now become The Cube night. Have
you seen it? Why not?! EVERYTHING is more dramatic in a cube... The job Phillip 'Pip' Schofield was born
for.
Anyway, RSM Hockey had a mixed friendly game against a touring side today. Despite playing against a top
drawer opposition, the RSM did themselves proud and played really well, with some great passing and tackling.
Special mentions go to Man-of-the-match Celia, who on her first game for RSM ended a 10 year goal drought
with two wonder strikes, and generally played very well. Fresher Sorcha also played well.
Other less complimentary special mentions go to our resident defensive rock Sam Phillips, who after turning up
"either very hungover or still drunk", topped off a fine performance with a stellar own goal that any striker
would be proud of; he proudly collected the Dick of the Day award, temporarily interrupting the Ben Bell residency (normal order will be resumed shortly).
With regret, I have to inform you of the violent atrocity exhibited by our Mark Porter, who in a fit-of-rage
headbutted their captain (knocking him out) then stamped on him. He pleaded innocence, but it was clearly pre
-meditated.
Kirsty Poore also showed that we're not a team to mess with, with a massive Matt James-esque tackle that put a
19 stone beast firmly on his head.
The coveted 'thanks for coming' prize went to the minibus, with RSM Hockey showing that they're ecologically
conscious as well as being elite athletes.
Football
Wednesday 27th October
RSM 4-0 Royal Vets
Goals: Adam, Giles, Nick, Joe
The Vets were barking up the wrong tree if they thought they were going to win this one, and the RSM put them
down with ease in their first game of the season at fortress Harlington. After the opposition had stopped horsing
around, the game began at a canter. The RSM looked good from the off, keeping the ball well in midfield in an Arsenal-esque fashion (sorry RAS). Tolley stung the palms of their keeper early on with a left foot piledriver, and
Nick was really getting his claws into their left back, making him look like a right ass. The breakthrough came
when fox in the box Giles caught their defence floundering around and squared the ball to Adam to smash home
for the lead. After more pressing, the 2nd came just before halftime, Giles galloping clear after Tolley’s precise
hoof over the top and finishing well. Moments later it was 3, Will’s ball in from the corner causing chaos in the
box, with Nick reacting quickest to smash in his first soccerballpoint of the season, and we went into halftime 3-0
up. After shipping 4 goals at the weekend, the RSM back four of Joe, Jon, Christian and Ian were fighting like beavers, with Jon giving the Vets a taste of their own medicine with some rather agricultural tackling. Will, Adam and
fresher Matt Day were bossing the midfield, and the 4th came when Joe found himself one on one with the keeper
after Adam’s ball over the top, just beating the keeper to it to poke it into the corner. Man mountain Karvelas came
on second half, and tested the keeper with a speculative volley that Jimmy Kebe himself would have been proud
of. A few scares later, and the RSM had held on to record their first clean sheet of the season, and the first of
keeper Luke Daley’s career (we didn’t know this till after the game!).
Man of the Match: Adam
Dick of the Day: Tolley, for making everyone jealous of his high quality balls in from the left.
Saturday 30th October
RSM 10-0 Heythrop College (yes, ten)
Goals: Giles(4), Dave(3), Romain(3)
The RSM claimed their biggest win for several years in style, with 3 different players scoring hatricks. Its fair to
say it was a fairly one sided game, with Heythrop barely getting a touch as the RSM passed the ball superbly from
the start, and it didn’t take long for us to get the 1st goal, Romain picking up the ball in midfleid, and smashing it
bottom corner from outside the box. I can’t really remember the order of the rest, but Dave scored 2 screamers after skinning what seemed like their whole team, Romain scored 2 more from outside the box to complete his hatrick in style, and Giles scored a couple to take us into half time with a rather comfortable lead of 7-0. The second
half was much the same, Dave continued to torment their left back, while Jon and Christian got steadily more
bored at centre back. Dave finally got the goal he wanted to complete his first RSM hatrick, quickly followed by
Giles, a towering header followed by a neat turn and volley into the top corner, although Will’s shot was probably
going in any way! With the game all but won, RSM legend and resident gangsta Stu came off the bench to make
his long awaited return from an ankle injury sustained during the freshers dinner (lad).
Man of the Match: Dave
Dick of the Day: Joe, for kopping one to the gonads, again. Ouch.
Saturday 6th November
Imperial College 0-2-RSM
Goals: own goal, Giles
Derby Day! A rivalry to match any other in football (except the bottle match), and the stage was set for an exciting game. Then tfl decided to close the piccadildo line, and at the specified kick off time of 2 o’clock we had
a grand total of 8 players. So we hid in the changing rooms until reinforcements arrived, and left the IC lot to
tire themselves out with their over eager warm up. The game finally got under way, and even with Matt stuck
on the train we managed to get 11 on the pitch. The free flowing football we had been playing of late seemed to
have ground to a halt along with the tube, and the RSM found themselves under early pressure from IC, and if
it weren’t for some piss poor finishing from College we could have been behind. But the back four held strong
(pritt stick strong, not superglue strong), and we slowly pulled ourselves back into the game, and created some
chances we really should have put away. But just before half time a near post corner from Will was bundled in
to the net by a few IC players (with some assistance from Spence), and we somehow went into half time 1-0
up. Matt finally arrived, and second half we started to look slightly better, although nothing near our dazzling
best. They hit the post, and Luke made some good saves to keep us in it. Then came what we thought was the
match turning moment, fresher Matt was flattened in the box, and the lanky bald referee (some twat called
Robert apparently) awarded us a penalty. Dave shouldered the responsibility, but unfortunately his cunning
plan of stroking it softly down the middle didn’t work as well as it does with the French keeper he’s used to
scoring with, and they were still in the game. After what seemed like an age, and after some dodgy moments at
the back, we finally got the 2nd goal, Will taking on the IC defence and crossing for Giles to slot home for his
8th of the season. Not a great performance, but they say it’s the sign of champions to play badly and still win!
Man of the Match: Will
Dick of the Day: tfl
Wednesday 10th November
St Barts 1-1 RSM
Goal: Adam
It was a top of the table clash as 1st and 2nd went head to head, and the RSM knew a win would take them to the
unchartered territory of top of the league. We all piled into the team bus for the not so short journey to Chislehurst, armed with nothing but a sat nav (with no postcode) and an iPhone, but fortunately Joe’s innate sense of
direction guided us there, and for once we arrived before the opposition. We knew it would be a tough game,
and Barts made much of the early running, but we quickly found our feet and started to put together some dangerous moves. The back four was tested as much as it has been this season, but kept things tight until just before half time when a ball in from the right caused problems in the box, and one of their players pounced to
send us into halftime perhaps unjustly behind. We needed a reaction 2nd half, and what a reaction we got, when
good build up play from the midfield won us a corner early on. Will’s ball in was headed clear only as far as
Adam, lurking outside the box, who sent a stunning first time volley past the helpless dive of the keeper to
equalise, and laid down an early marker for goal of the season. Galvanised by the goal we pushed for the win,
Dave’s chip narrowly going over, and Tolley’s left foot lob/sliced cross from 30 yards had the keeper scrambling, but just drifted over the bar. They were going for the win as well, and it took action from emergency
loan signing Henry to clear off the line to keep us level. The game took a bit of a nasty turn, Joe picking up a
booking for a bad tackle, but the highlight was surely the sight of a 5 foot medic threatening to “beat the shit”
out of Adam. I think we all would have liked to see that. Super sub Chris Breislin had a chance to win it with
the last kick of the game, but overall a point was probably a fair result.
Man of the Match: Adam
Dick of the Day: Joe, for not getting any directions further than “kent somewhere”
Exercises of the week:
Getting fit with the RSM Football team
Warm up
Effort, effort and more effort is the motto
of the RSM team, and what better way to
warm up than with a nice cup of tea in the
comfort of your own living room. (thanks
to James Tolley for allowing us to use his
bed for this photo)
Stretching
Football’s a team game, and
we’re always looking for
ways to help each other out,
in any way possible.
A regular occurrence among some of
the less fit members of the team
(Yak??), cramp is an occupational hazard of being in a side that plays at such
a high tempo.
Game time
Having a committed and passionate vice
-captain is important for any side.
Here’s a taste of what Tolley gets up to
while the rest of us are fighting our way
to top of the league. WE ARE TOP OF
THE LEAGUE SAY WE ARE TOP OF
THE LEAGUE!
Next Week: MENS HOCKEY
DITLOIDS:
Where do these words come from...?
Eg 365 D I A Y = 365 days in a year
QUIZ
- Biscuit
- Hat-trick
10 G B H O T W
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As is the root of the
word—eg faux pas from
the French, and literally
means "misstep"
Q—What's special about 4th May 2006, and specifically two minutes and three seconds after one o'clock in
the morning?
Q—What connects these words?... Dram, Colon, Won, Dong, Kip?
SPOT THE DIFFERENCE (five to find):
Answers from last week:
Name the Scientist: Louis Pasteur, Sir Humphry Davy,
James Watt
Nick Jones’ body part: back of armpit/shoulder
Visualisation: 11 yellow circles, 10 red stars, 6 unobstructed yellow circles
Numbers: Alison is 3, Beth is 5, Claire is 8 and Diana is 11
Welcome to the Quiz section of the Pit.
Answers mean points, and points get PRIZES.
Send your answers to [email protected], subject QUIZ
and at the end of the term the person or persons with the
overall most correct answers wins. Simple.