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| York destroyed | 08/04/2001 | Our Man at the Match | |
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The Germans have a word for it - Schadenfreude. Entertainment at the expense of someone else's misfortune. As Hornets were busy rewriting both club and competition record books, one couldn't help spare a thought for Lee Crooks' Wasps as they were unequivocably swatted. Indeed, after an hour the photographer from the York paper had his lens trained on the Wasps' directors' box - their anguish obviously, and sadly, more interesting to his readers than the action unfolding on the field behind him. At three o'clock, all the talk was of the possibility of Runcorn's record being toppled. At one and a half minutes past three. Hornets were four points to the good and what would become a well worn path to the tryline was open for business as Marlon Billy hit a short flat pass to scud in at the corner for the first of his own record breaking five tries. In all, Hornets bagged 19 tries - and if Woody'd had a better afternoon witht the boot we'd have cruised past the ton without breaking sweat. So, Hornets try scorers on the day were Owen - a quite exquisite performance at fullback; Cooper - the ball smuggled out of the tackle by Bunyan for a 20 metre shoo-in; O'Meara (4) - another superb display of poise and power; Billy (5) - a lucky-bag mix of 60 yard classics, unstoppable bursts close in and a 90 metre coup-de-grace that brought the crowd to its feet; Wood - planting it under the posts to give himself an easy kick; Robinson - a first half hat trick including identical twin tries jinking and stepping through traffic to sprint in from over 40 metres; Bunyan - a powerful burst through the right centre channel; Watson - twisting and turning in the tackle to ground the ball; Larder - power and pace to crash in; and Buncey - determination and strong running to bag a deserved four points. It's hard to gauge how good a performance this was. You can only play the opposition in front of you - and, while York stuck to the task and ran themselves to a standstill, they were patently outclassed in every department. Martin Hall will be delighted with this. For once Hornets were painfully ruthless - plundering tries at every opportunity, guilty even of trying too hard. And to nil the opposition is always a welcome bonus. In Marlon Billy the fans have a new folk hero - a blinkered try machine who would run through walls. A genuine star. As for Crooksy, at the denouement he turned and walked silently, sullenly down the tunnel - not even acknowledging the encouraging shouts from the Hornets supporters who applauded his decimated team from the field. Let's hope for the good of the game that this is as low as York go. |
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