Worthing 41
London Scottish 12
Scottish again
came unstuck in this corner of Sussex, where
they followed narrow defeat and lucky victory in
the past two visits with a thorough thumping.
For a match against title-rivals Worthing, which
they could still have lost had they played
really well, Scottish instead performed poorly
as a side, and only two or three individuals
could take any satisfaction from their own
contributions.
The result was no
fluke, though the scoreline perhaps flattered
the home side somewhat. The visitors were as
insipid on Saturday as they had been inspired a
week before.
Still, Scottish
retain top spot on points difference, but only
by virtue of having run up scores against more
of the lesser sides than have rivals Ealing and
Worthing. With all three having lost one match,
and all three having played each other and won
once and lost once, there is at this stage
nothing in it. With one to go up, one to go into
a play-off and one condemned to another season
in London One, there are some tense weekends to
come - though no one will have predicted that
with a third of the season gone Richmond would
trail by four points and already be in danger of
falling away from the promotion race.
Scottish had
brought all the previous week’s squad of 18 bar
prop Melvyn Lewis, banned by the club following
his red card; in his stead Chris Johnstone made
his first appearance and Matt Johnston started
too. Rowan Brown dropped to the bench in a back
row reshuffle.
But if the key to
the victory over Ealing, had been ferocious
midfield defence,
critical on
Saturday
was their
failure to control Worthing’s big centres Chris
Yates (whom many remembered for playing for
Gloucester against Scottish in the Premiership
in 1999-2000) and Terry Butler. Together with
fly half Jamie Stewart-McDonald (who really has
quite the wrong sort of name for an opponent!),
they made the best of the possession they got
and continually threatened the Scottish line.
The tone was set
early. Scottish in fact took the lead from the
first real attack of the match, Worthing were
penalised midfield for not releasing. Stuart
Peel kicked for touch, the pack drove the maul
20m and then released for Matt Vines, looping
round off the other wing, to take the scoring
pass from Rory Greenslade-Jones. Jamie Whelan
missed the kick but 5-0 inside two minutes
looked a decent start. Worthing looked
vulnerable out wide, but it was to be 50 minutes
before Scottish tested them there again.
And the lead
lasted no time at all. Scottish themselves
conceded a penalty in midfield having missed a
key tackle. Worthing kicked for the corner and
though Scottish repelled the initial drive,
Worthing persisted and worked several phases
before Stewart-McDonald sent Pearse over.
Coulson converted and crucially did so again to
his own try, when Yates and Butler sent the ball
wide for just about the only time in the match.
So Scottish were
suddenly nine points adrift and it could have
been worse but for some sound defence. This was
clearly not a performance to set before the
President of the RFU, Bob Rogers, who was guest
of honour at the game having, probably uniquely,
played as scrum half both for Worthing in the
1960s and 1970s apart from an 18 month break to
turn out for London Scottish.
Worthing
eventually increased the lead when Butler
charged through some flimsy tackling, and though
Peel stopped him short, he was able to offload
to the supporting Pearse. Coulson missed the
kick but already Scottish looked beaten as
pretty much every aspect of their game was
misfiring. Mathematically they weren’t out of it
with the best part of an hour still to play, but
Worthing now played with some swagger as
befitted a team that had taken the game to their
opponents, and for whom everything they tried
seemed to be coming off.
The next score was
typical of Worthing’s approach: Scottish were
perhaps thinking of getting to half time and
plotting Plan B, but the fact that they had had
so little decent ball was always going to be a
problem. Worthing had plenty, and both the maul
and the midfield crash – their main attacking
ploys - continued to work for them. The next
score was inevitable as, from a ruck midfield,
Yates charged effectively unopposed into the
Scottish half and offloaded to Stewart McDonald.
Coulson nailed the kick.
For the second
half Scottish had the benefit of the wind
largely behind them but any notion of playing
the game in home territory foundered because the
visitors simply lacked enough decent possession
to make the ground. Indeed they had hardly
ventured into the home 22 since their opening
try, and it was no surprise that the next score
was a home one. Jerry Costeloe had gone off for
repairs to the white bandage that was a
protecting the head wound he opened last
weekend, but was back by the time hooker Alcott
capped seven phases of pressure by ripping the
ball clear and powering over. Coulson missed but
by now it was immaterial.
That said,
Scottish replied smartly with a well-made score.
Jamie Whelan took a quick penalty in midfield,
sent Vines away, and his pass found Charles
Broughton in enough space to grab his seventh
try of the season. Whelan also nailed the kick
from tight on the touchline, but if the big
travelling support thought this might signal a
revival, Coulson immediately squashed the
thought with a simple penalty.
Broughton did
though get a second chance but was forced into
touch right on the try line.
Scottish had though salvaged some pride and proceeded to
look more comfortable as the home side visibly
eased off, not least because Mr Nicholas, who
had a generally fine game, eventually lost
patience with skipper Levett’s destructive
tendencies and carded him.
Indeed it was the visitors who were pressing for a final
consolation score, mindful of the need not to
lose by too many, when Costeloe’s hopeful long
pass was anticipated by winger
Farnes
who, with virtually his only touch of the ball all game,
ran 70m for an unkind cruel final score.
Paul McFarland