Last weekend was not a good one. The unseasonably chilly weather at both Goldington Road and Damson Park produced some extremely worrying outcomes.
Not only was the ‘No central heating till October’ rule I rigidly impose upon my poor shivering family broken, I was unable to follow the ‘No hats for the first two months of the season’ guideline designed to make the winter seem shorter.
What next I ask myself? Gloves by Christmas? Must I zip the hi-tech insulator in to my North Face coat even before the the British and Irish Cup has begun?
Surely there’s some sort of Arctic event afoot, this can’t be right.
Sadly it wasn’t only the climactic conditions that added to the sense of impending deep freeze though, the conditions on the aforementioned pitches did nothing to warm the soul.
Moseley battered at Bedford, Bees pulverised by Plymouth, I recognise this scene now, it’s Act One of the annual Midwinter Ice Odyssey in which such fripperies as hope and optimism are extinguished by a cold blast of realism.
Call me naive, or indeed depressive, but the legacy of the weekend, in which the city’s two leading rugby clubs were defeated by an aggregate score of 30-77, is a loss of the warming positivity that blossoms at the start of every rugby season.
For Moseley the problems of how to release their backs and how to stop opponents’ remains as stark as they were last year.
The pack trundles on, the scrum dominates, the lineout wobbles and the half backs struggle to give their team a foothold in matches. Twas ever thus twasn’t it?
And Bees, once again they seemed destined to hibernate through the worst of the conditions and while the venue and faces have changed, the overall theme continues to suggest many months of existing on scraps.
But let’s not retreat into our gloomy caves just yet. We are obliged to seek out hope where we can. After all Moseley have a pack to compete with anyone and I wouldn’t be surprised to see them cause wobbly Worcester a few worries this weekend.
And at Damson Park – in Semisi Taulava, Adrian Griffiths, Rob Connolly, Jack Preece and Mark Hopley – Russell Earnshaw has an outstanding back five.
Let’s just hope both sources of comfort burn long and warm enough to see us through what looks like another dark one.