Thirsty 3s Stage Comeback to Claim Top Spot

The Thirsty 3s arrived in high spirits following a comfortable victory the previous week. Hurlingham was shining in the sun and the crowd was roaring, ready to see some champagne rugby flowing from the boys.

Quintin did not get the memo, coming strongly out of the gates with a physical gameplan. The Thirsty 3s were slow to adapt, finding themselves 17-0 down early doors.

The 3s soon found their rhythm, with Thomas Rochette deciding to scrap every opposition player by himself in the name of liberty and some quick thinking from Sam Waterworth to pick and go to start the comeback. The comeback was short-lived, however, with Quintin scoring another to go 22-5 up.

Following a fiery and passionate half-time team talk, the Thirsty 3s were ready to right their wrongs in the second half, and did just that.

Harry Tate, the impact sub, broke through the line, skinned another off the left and dived over the line to start the charge. Showing great awareness, the 3s capitalised on a quick tap, with Harry breaking the line like he breaks out Daddy’s credit card before offloading to Sam Smith, who sent the fullback to the shops and placed the ball under the posts, 22-17. Game on.

With momentum building, the Thirsty 3s had a scrum in their own half, deciding to ship it wide to Oscar Jeanroy, who backed himself, burning defender after defender to score from 70 metres out and put the Thirsty 3s ahead for the first time, 24-22. The 3s were now in control, playing the champagne rugby they craved. Capitalising on a knock-on, the 3s launched a counter attack, spreading it wide to Lecky, who raced past their defenders to score in the corner. However, the reactions of some dishonourable away fans left the fate of the try in the hands of the TMO. Joe sprinted over to argue our case and, after a tiresome review, the try stood. 29-22.

The war was not over yet, with Quintin battling back for another, only to miss the vital conversion that would have tied the game, 29-27 to the 3s. With seconds left on the clock, the opposition had the ball once more for one final attack at the 3s’ defence, but a miraculous tackle from James McKendry dislodged the ball, forcing a knock-on and bringing about the final whistle.

Full Time: Thirsty 3s 29-27 Quintin

A Ten-Minute Masterclass, 70 Minutes in the Making…

The day began as all great Hammers away days do: a coach full of high spirits, an enlightening quiz and the lads confident of bringing home the points. Quiz wise, the lads discovered that Gravesend is, in fact, not very interesting, while Tim Russell took the opportunity to host an entire round dedicated to himself. A hundred caps is a tremendous achievement, and rightly deserves recognition!

Tim Russell, receiving his 100th cap framed jersey

A minute’s silence before kick-off honoured a Gravesend legend, providing a fitting reminder of the respect and tradition at the heart of the game. Then came the whistle, and the Hammers were straight into the action.

The opening exchanges were frantic, with both sides coming out swinging in a chaotic first couple of minutes. Gravesend eventually settled, producing some slick hands before some sizeable Gravesend bodies bundled over from a lineout maul. The conversion drifted wide, leaving the Hammers with an early warning but only a five-point deficit.

Play went on — back and forth — including the curious decision to leave six-foot-nine Charlie Lang out of the defensive lineout. Why would you deploy a human flagpole when you could let the opposition have the ball? A tactical mystery.

Geoff demonstrated the considerable power of his boot, sending a kick so far it sailed beyond the dead-ball line. A tremendous effort, if not quite the desired outcome. Geoff would later claim Man of the Match for his overall control of proceedings nonetheless.

More Gravesend threats out wide, but Douglas Russell produced some excellent cover tackles to keep the Hammers well in the fight. Scrum wise, Andrew Rogan and Zak Underwood were putting in a serious shift — that’s about as technical as I can get when talking about props. Equally, Finn McCarthy continued to fire darts into the lineout, and Seb Rivett grafted away in the engine room.

The boys began absorbing pressure and counterattacking with real intent. The Russell brothers combined beautifully in a break that ate up 50 metres. Before an interception on the try line brought the attack to an abrupt halt.

Gravesend struck again with a well-worked backs move of the lineout to dot down in the corner, but the Hammers responded immediately.

Tim Russell, landed a tremendous smash tackle to force a knock-on, and Finn capitalised with a quick try, converted cleanly by Geoff.

At half-time, the score stood at Gravesend 10–7 Hammersmith. Three points in it, with plenty of rugby still to come.

Second half.

Gravesend came out firing, putting their sizeable Kiwi’s contingent to good use with some seriously heavy carries. Tom Richardson, driven by his Saffa spirit, responded with enormous hits and a general determination to make himself everyone’s least favourite opponent. Captain Proctor led from the front with consistent big tackles, while Chris “Mad Dog” Thompson— continued running through defenders as though they were a mere inconvenience to him.

The Hammers worked tirelessly to absorb the pressure, but a series of penalties allowed Gravesend to kick to the corner and drive over from a maul, extending the lead to 17–7.

God what next…

An unfortunate groin injury to Ted Shand then forced a reshuffle at number 10. Ted had shown slick hands and good distribution before his afternoon was cut short, with Dougie Russell stepping into the fly-half role and the boys adapting around him.

Despite the disruption, the Hammers continued to compete. Another penalty and a five-metre lineout gave Gravesend the opportunity to drive over for a further try, taking the score to 24–7. The scoreboard was beginning to look uncomfortable, but the Hammers were far from finished.

Antoine and Charlie continued to offer speed and power out wide. There was effort and promising attacking play; the growing challenge was turning that pressure into points, and quickly!

Then, with around ten minutes remaining, the Hammers collectively remembered they could — and probably should — win the match.

Suddenly, passes began to stick, tackles started landing, and the attacking intent that had been bubbling away all afternoon came to the fore. The boys started playing with real pace and purpose, and Gravesend were forced onto the back foot.

First to strike was Dan Perry, who picked a devastating hard line and beat four defenders in a magnificent run to the try line. A superb individual effort, full of power and determination. Geoff added the extras to make it 24–14.

The momentum had shifted. The Hammers were moving the ball with confidence, the forwards were carrying hard, and the backs were finding space as the Gravesend bodies tired.

The pressure mounted, and a lineout five metres from the Gravesend line offered another opportunity. After some good patience on the Gravesend try line, Whitaker took charge, bringing his considerable driving power to bear as the forwards piled in behind him. The Hammers surged over for another try, cutting the deficit to 24–19.

Suddenly, a game that had looked beyond reach was very much alive, and the travelling support could smell an unlikely comeback.

Alas, it was too late.

Unfortunately, the final whistle arrived before the boys could complete the turnaround.

Full-time: Gravesend 24–21 Hammersmith.

Gravesend took the points; the Hammers took the lessons.

Back on the bus, spirits remained high. Songs were sung, merriness ensued, Lambrini changed hands, and bin bags were deployed.

The boys go again next week, ready to right the wrongs and turn those final-ten-minute fireworks into an 80-minute performance.

A special final shoutout of course going to 100 Clubsman Tim Russell.

Up the Hammers!

Game 2 sees the 2s receive a sharp lesson.

The 2s turned up bright and early raring for the contest after last week’s demo job on Old Millhillians. Spirits were high and the warm-up was done to perfection, however as the whistle went the boys did not follow suit.

Despite being able to build some good phase ball and smooth attacking rugby, defensively the ******** were lacking intensity.

Actonians were able to run away early doors, scoring two tries in quick concession. (10-0)
After finding themselves under the sticks twice in the first ten minutes, the ******** started to put in some big hits and create numerous chances in attack, however they did not come to any avail.

Actonians maintained their momentum and prevented the Hammers from breaking their line.

During the latter of the first half the game was un fluid and stop start with consecutive line outs and scrums butchered preventing a platform to play some joue rugby.

Hammers defended their line for a long period late in the half, but Actonians were once again able to cross the whitewash (17-0).

With 5 minutes to go in the first half Hammers finally regained one of Max’s money restarts, what followed was smooth hands and well-timed hard lines from the forwards. After Actonians dirty play on their 5-meter causing numerous penalties that the ref conveniently missed (He’s on Actonians pay roll) the ******** put the ball through the hands on the right hand side and Sam Nursey went into the corner (17-7).

Momentum was building, confidence was growing and straight from the restart the ******** were back on Actonians 5-meter line. Backing themselves to go for the corner instead of the easy 3 points unfortunately there was nothing more to show before the break after another butchered line out.

Half Time.

Despite the ******** bringing the heat for the last 5 mins the second half started much like the first. A limited attacking platform and some sloppy defending.

Actonian’s 9 who “looked like the fella from washed away” managed to finally kick a conversion over.

After a couple penalties slotted by Actonians it was looking out of reach for the ********. With ten to go and down twenty points the ******** found a new confidence. Joe sliced through like a fat kid through cake, proceeding to bounce their flanker into next week. Some nice phase play on the 5 meter and to the backs with Joe dotting down in the corner.

Too little too late. Actonians won a maul and their post-addicted Thor proceeded to scream as if he had single handily won the game. Ease up hero, you were blowing after ten.

With that the boys wrapped up the game with a 30-14L.

We got the train to the Kings Arms to drown the sorrows. Onto next week. #winorlosewebooze

 

14-Man Thirsty 3s Run Riot in Regent’s Park

On a glorious autumn afternoon in Regent’s Park, the mighty Thirsty 3s picked up where they left off last season as cup winners, cruising to a convincing 67-5 victory over Belsize Park IV. A late withdrawal from Jordan meant the Hammers couldn’t field a contested scrum and were therefore forced to play the full 80 with 14 men. With two-thirds of the side making their Thirsty 3s debuts, it was hardly ideal preparation, but the Hammers quickly found their rhythm.

The tries came thick and fast, with hat-tricks for captain Sam Smith and Simon, a brace for Jordan, and one apiece for Reuben, Ollie and Alex. Smithy and Jordan shared the successful kicking duties, slotting three conversions each. A special mention must go to all the debutants, who slotted in seamlessly and made light work of the numerical disadvantage. Not a bad afternoon’s work for a side playing a man down.

Of course, no Thirsty 3s performance would be complete without a little chaos. An unfortunate early clash of heads between two Belsize players left Simon patiently waiting to take a conversion, only for him to promptly miss from directly in front of the posts once play resumed, earning immediate retirement from kicking duties. Despite starting with 14, the Hammers also somehow managed to collect three yellow cards, with Jordan, Simon and a third offender whose identity remains under investigation all enjoying spells on the sidelines. Simon redeemed himself with a hat-trick and a well-deserved Man of the Match award. All in all, a cracking afternoon of rugby and a strong start to the season for the reigning cup champions.

The world famous Hammerween is here!

 

Hammerween is infamously one of the BIGGEST nights of the year – with a potential line up of FOUR games at home with a bar available from 12pm (no Sunday match requirements for the ladies and therefore more scope for hangovers)… This is set to be one of the biggest yet. This could go anywhere! The Temperance from 7pm.

The theme this year is DEAD FAMOUS 🧟. Think Music Legends (Sorry Dolly), Hollywood Royalty or Historical Figures… Get creative. Prize for best dressed decided by social secs.

As is tradition, we will be venturing down to LE FEZ for the after party.

Sledgehammers Leave It Late in Friday Night Thriller Against Wasps Vets

Friday night under the lights saw the Hammersmith & Fulham RFC “Sledgehammers” take on the London Wasps veterans in a contest that somehow managed to be equal parts tactical chess match, physical arm wrestle, and slapstick comedy.

From the opening whistle, the Sledgehammers looked the more threatening of the two sides. Guided expertly by man-of-the-match Simon Doherty at fly-half, Hammers enjoyed the lion’s share of possession and territory during the first twenty minutes, repeatedly pinning the Wasps deep inside their own 22.

Wave after wave of attack crashed into the black-and-gold defensive wall. Julien Draper, Steve Harrington and Tim Lowdnes carried tirelessly into heavy traffic, but every time it seemed the breakthrough was coming, the Wasps somehow found a turnover or a relieving clearance. Their fly-half possessed a right boot more commonly associated with naval artillery than veterans rugby, and several booming kicks relieved pressure just as the Hammers appeared ready to strike.

Eventually, persistence paid off.

Razor sharp service from Andrew Brennan at scrum-half kept the pace high, and after sustained pressure around the Wasps line, he spotted an opportunity, darted through a gap and sneaked over for the opening try. The first try of the season!

Hammers 5-0.

The lead lasted approximately as long as a New Year’s resolution.

From the restart, what followed can only be described as a masterclass in how not to manage momentum. A messy attempt to catch the kick off was eventually gathered by Hammers, but possession was then promptly donated back to the opposition. Within less than a minute, Wasps had sliced through the defence and crossed for a try of their own, adding the conversion for good measure. The crowd was almost as stunned as the Sledgehammers now standing under the posts

Hammers 5-7 Wasps.

The concession seemed to wake the Sledgehammers from their brief slumber.

Chris Riley at full-back returned one towering clearance with interest, supported by Alex Stimson, J-Lo in the centres and Adam Trehane out wide. Once again Hammers camped inside the opposition 22. Once again Wasps refused to break.

It took another twenty minutes of relentless pressure before the deadlock finally gave way. A slick backs move stretched the defence, and Adam Trehane received the final pass to dive over in the corner.

Hammers 10-7.

Cue déjà vu.

Having worked incredibly hard to reclaim the lead, Hammers immediately repeated the same mistake that had gifted Wasps their earlier score. A fumbled restart, lost possession and a quick shift wide later, Wasps were celebrating beneath the posts.

All that effort undone in a matter of moments.

Hammers 10-14 Wasps.

At half-time,Rogan delivered what witnesses later described as “a justified assessment” from the touchline, emphaising the harder work on the floor to get Brennan quicker ball. Whatever was said worked.

Hammers emerged after the break with renewed purpose. Fresh faces Michael Cook and Ash Mitchell injected energy into the forward pack, while a reshuffle in the backs, including Ed Haynes from the pack moving to centre, gave Simon Doherty greater freedom to pull the strings.

The impact was immediate.

Enter Harry Dunne, with slick hands getting the ball to his silky hands at outside centre and wasted no time introducing himself to the Wasps defence. Running hard and direct, he found a soft shiulder and crossed for a crucial try.

Hammers 15-14.

Unfortunately, success proved a dangerous thing.

Perhaps sensing victory too early, the Sledgehammers briefly switched off, and Wasps ruthlessly punished them. Their fly-half’s cannon once again pinned Hammers deep in their own half. A loose ball eventually found a Wasps winger, who crossed out wide.

Worse was yet to come.

Trying to escape pressure, Andrew Brennan produced a box kick that will undoubtedly feature in post-match discussions for years to come. Unfortunately, it travelled in roughly the wrong direction. The grateful Wasps scrum-half recovered possession and quickly shifted the ball to his midfield runners. Nick Turner somehow prevented an immediate score with a desperate tackle, but the recycled possession eventually punched straight through the middle for another converted try.

Suddenly, the defending champions found themselves staring down the barrel.

From one point ahead to two tries behind.

Game on.

To their enormous credit, the Sledgehammers refused to fold.

Doherty continued kicking intelligently into space, while J-Lo provided fresh legs and a surging run down the left touchline that finally carried play back into the Wasps 22.

Then came the moment of the night.

Making his veterans debut, Mitchell spotted a loose ball at the back of a ruck. Seeing space and no Wasp’s guard defence, he picked and went. Twenty-two metres from the line, with defenders closing from every angle, he backed himself.

One step.

Two steps.

Acceleration.

Separation.

Moments later he was touching down beneath the posts. Dohers kicks his only coversion of the night to cut the deficit to just four points.

With fewer than five minutes remaining, belief returned.

The restart was gathered securely by Harrington, who was absolutely determined not to provide the opposition with another free scoring opportunity. Ed Haynes linked with Tommy Hayes, whose trademark charge up the middle brought teammates flocking to the breakdown. Chris Riley, Alex Stimson and James Horrex hammered away through the centre as phase after phase built inexorably towards the Wasps line.

Two minutes remained.

The Hammers were inside the opposition 10-metre line.

The Wasps defence, so resilient all evening, was finally beginning to creak.

Wave after wave of attack followed. Bodies flew into rucks. Voices grew hoarse from the touchline. Somewhere in the distance, several cardiac events were narrowly avoided.

And eventually, after one final spell of relentless pressure, the breakthrough arrived. J-Lo, crossing our wide in the 5 metre channel. The boys are up by a single point!

Now all they had to do was survive.

Simple.

Except it wasn’t.

The final two minutes descended into what can only be described as peak “squeaky bum time.”

The restart was recovered and booted deep, but Wasps secured their own lineout and began launching one final assault from inside their own half. Possession changed hands multiple times as both sides desperately tried to force the decisive moment.

A high tackle from Ollie Rae, despite his remarkably passionate insistence to the contrary, was judged by everyone present to be, in technical rugby terminology, “very, very high indeed.” The resulting penalty gave Wasps one final opportunity.

Choosing ambition over caution, the visitors declined the easier territorial option and instead ran the ball hard.

As the clock ticked into the red, both teams continued to fling bodies into contact. The ball changed hands yet again before one final collision produced a terrifying cry of agony from Ollie Rae. For a brief moment, players and spectators alike feared a catastrophic injury involving multiple bones and several months of rehabilitation.

As it transpired, he’d merely been comprehensively winded.

Fortunately for Hammers, the stoppage was enough.

The final whistle blew.

The Sledgehammers had somehow survived.

The scoreboard mattered, but perhaps not as much as the occasion itself. Against a tough and well-organised Wasps side, the Hammers showed resilience, character and a refusal to give in when the game seemed to be slipping away. New faces made impressive contributions, old faces rediscovered skills they claimed had never left them, and for eighty minutes a group of veterans briefly wound the clock back.

Most importantly, there were smiles everywhere after the final whistle.

And in veterans rugby, that usually means you’ve got it exactly right.

Ill-discipline costs the Hammers dearly

Hurlingham Park | League Round 1

A minute’s silence honoured Bob Lawless, the former Middlesex President who passed away in June—a solemn prelude to a match the Hammers would spend the next 80 minutes convincing themselves they could win, only to have it snatched away by two cruel points.

Sutton & Epsom came out swinging, confident, the kind of confidence that usually precedes regret. Euan Findlay crossed early, number 12 converted. But the Hammers, spurred by belief and stubbornness in equal measure, mounted a devastating response.

The attack was poetry. The defence was tatters—theirs, not ours. We had them dead to rights at the five-metre line, victory in touching distance. Then came the turnover. Then came the relieving penalty. Just like that, the door slammed shut.

But we weren’t done.

Ben Morris was sent like a greyhound after a mediocre box kick from the villain of the Day, no.9 Geoff Mahon. Two surgical pokes of Morris’ toe had him falling victoriously on the pigskin over the S&E try line. Poetry. I can hear head coach Ryan now saying a kick is only as good as its’ chase. Mahon’s boot made it 10-7. Hammersmith back in the fight

Samuel Lennie hit back for Sutton with a converted try. 15-7. The momentum swung like a pendulum. But then, just when we needed it, the Russell brothers. Tim fielded the bounce with purpose, sped upfield with menace, and found Douglas for try number two. Mahon’s conversion made it 15-14 to Sutton.

We smelled victory.

Then came half-time. Then came the restart. Then came the unravelling.

Sutton came out like men possessed. A converted try. 22-14. Another swift strike. 29-14. The home crowd fell silent. It felt finished. It felt like we’d thrown it away.

But somewhere in that moment, the Hammers refused to fold.

What followed was a masterclass in attacking intent masquerading as controlled chaos. A loose penalty at depth. A speculative kick ahead—echoes of Douglas’s first try. Poor tackling creating carnage. The ball recycled dangerously, and Ed Shand—silky, composed—threaded a dummy that sent him strolling through. Mahon’s conversion made it 21-29.

We were back in it.

Sutton kicked a penalty to 32-21. Game effectively over. Except it wasn’t. Not yet.

Hammersmith faced a kickable penalty and chose audacity. Tap it. Drive it. Advance it. Geoff Mahon—a man with demons to fight this week scuttled over selfishly for the fourth. His conversion made it 32-28. The momentum had swung decisively. The crowd was roaring. We could taste it now.

Hammers’ scrambling defence conceded a penalty in front of the posts. Bunting’s boot extended their lead to 35-28. Three minutes left. One final chance.

Lineout, ten metres out. We won it. Our forwards drove with the kind of measured, relentless purpose that suggested we might actually do this. The pace built. The crowd erupted. Referee Brognard, perfectly positioned, raised his arm.

Try.

The home ground exploded. We were one conversion away. One kick away. After coming back from 29-14 down. After that second-half masterclass. After everything.

Geoff Mahon stepped back. The ball at his feet. The match in his hands.

And for a heartbeat, the whole ground held its breath.

His boot sent it on its journey. From the corner. Long distance. Difficult. The ball arced, drifted, and and then drifted some more. Wide.

35-33.

Two points.

Two points separated us from victory. Mahon had been magnificent—one try, four conversions, and then the fifth kick that would have won it all. But it eluded him. That’s rugby’s cruelty. That’s Hammersmith’s story this afternoon.

Hard done by? Maybe. Outfought? Not a chance.

We gave everything.

Scorers: Morris, Russell , Shand, Mahon, Cowls; Mahon (4/5 conversions).

 

The 2s get their 2026/27 campaign off to a flying start!

The Hammersmith & Fulham 2nd XV got their league campaign off to a flying start with a 72–10 victory over Old Millhillians, although the opening exchanges suggested it was going to be a much tighter contest.

The game started at a slightly slower pace, with Hammers giving away a few early penalties as they settled into the first league fixture of the season. The ******** were first on the scoresheet, before some excellent play in the back line from the resulting kick-off created the opportunity for a second try.

Unfortunately, you’ll have to take our word for that one, as the veo only decided to start recording after it had already gone over the line.

The first half remained a physical contest, with both teams putting plenty of pressure on the opposition and making it difficult to find a way through the defensive lines. Hammers managed to add a couple more tries to the scoreboard, but Old Millhillians continued to battle and found a score of their own before the break.

The final stages of the half became particularly challenging for Hammers, with two yellow cards leaving the side down to 13 men. The remaining players had to put in a huge defensive shift to see out the half, with Hammers taking a lead into the break.

The second half began in much the same physical fashion, with the wBastards still playing with a numerical disadvantage and having to work hard to maintain their advantage. As the game progressed, however, gaps began to appear in the Millhillians defence and Hammers started to make the extra space count.

Just as the two yellow cards returned to the field, Hammers somehow found themselves down to 14 again. A disagreement with the referee over who knew the rules better didn’t quite go as planned, and a third yellow card followed.

Despite the disruption, Hammers continued to apply pressure. Old Millhillians eventually found their first score of the second half through a series of repetitive pick-and-goes from the Hammers five-metre line.

From there, however, the Hammers attack really began to click. A flurry of tries came towards the end of the match, with brilliant handling, quick ball and well-executed set pieces creating opportunities across the field.

There were plenty of individual highlights throughout the second half, with Max Dugdale, Paddy O’Toole, Joseph O’Brien, Oscar Norman, Sam Nursey, Dan Hogg and Digby Waldron all getting their names on the scoresheet. Oliver Campbell went one better, completing a hat-trick as Hammers continued to pull away.

Sam Heron also had a strong afternoon from the tee, striking the conversions cleanly as Hammers moved through the 70-point mark.

After a physical opening half and a few disciplinary challenges along the way, Hammers finished the afternoon strongly to secure a convincing 72–10 victory and open the league season with a win.

The Hammers Vets Season Launch this Wednesday!

The 2026/27 vet’s season launch is happening this Wednesday, 9th September!

All Hammers Vets of all vintages are welcome to come along to our… ahem… preseason training session at the White Horse in Newburgh Street from 6pm.

Let’s get the SledgeHammers season off with a bang!

Preseason begins!

Preseason is underway at Hammersmith & Fulham RFC – and we’re looking for new players to join us!

Whether you’re an experienced player, returning to rugby after some time away, or completely new to the game, there’s a place for you at Hammersmith & Fulham RFC.

With six senior teams across our Men’s and Women’s sections, we offer opportunities for players of all abilities to develop, compete, and enjoy the game. Our experienced coaching staff are committed to helping every player improve, supported by dedicated Strength & Conditioning coaching to help you perform at your best throughout the season.

On the pitch, we’re passionate about playing ambitious, exciting rugby in a competitive environment. Off the pitch, we’re just as proud of our club culture. From post-match socials and club events to unforgettable tours, Hammersmith & Fulham is built around a welcoming community where lifelong friendships are made.

Whether your goal is to challenge yourself, get fitter, meet new people, or play the best rugby of your life, you’ll find the support, coaching, and camaraderie to help you get there.

Preseason has already started, so there’s no better time to get involved.

Come down to training, meet the squad, and see what makes Hammersmith & Fulham RFC one of London’s most welcoming and ambitious rugby clubs.

Join us this season. We’d love to have you on board. 💙🏉

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