Another Bloody Sunday.....can you remember that RL documentary folks? It was meant to be an amusing title, for perhaps a shockingly sardonic exposure of the truly terrific thirteen-a-side game: Doncaster style.

Baggy shorts, muddy balls, dirty tackles, steam, sweat and blood, and all filmed in the wonderful wintertime in south Yorkshire.

How times change don't they? Well you never see so many muddy balls these days at least. This Sunday at Derwent Park it will be a totally different world than such a melancholy TV drama would indicate of our beloved game.

There is a menu to include face painting, big screen Aussie RL, cheap beer, food barbequed, bands-a-marching (maybe), DJ-a-bopping, kids-a-kicking, dancing girls, (maybe, if beer is really cheap…) oh heck the list is awesome man. But one thing is certain. It isn't going to be just Another Bloody Sunday.

Even though, amazingly, Doncaster Rugby League is also on the bill, it is destined to be a Sunday of great importance, and no not because I intend having my face painted. Well, where would the artist draw the line I ask you?

Town need the win against the Dragons. They needed a win last Sunday. It was not to be, and yet all is not, in spite of everything, lost. On a knife-edge yes indeed - can a bloke buy false fingernails?

But it all makes for high drama. Would we enjoy our favourite sport any other way? (see e- mail address at top of page)

Not to worry though, Townies, Chorley will beat the Cougars, Town will dampen the Dragons fire and hooray we have that much vaunted play off slot.

Did anyone, other than Paul Scott, notice a message I entered on this site board? (A week gone Friday, about midnight-ish.) How on earth I got my finger(s) sorted to deliver that one I'll never know - red wine and lager, in different glasses, don't mix well with my prescribed 'cure alls' I'm afraid.

And having predicted that Chorley result I guess the hangover is still lingering.

I see Donny went down to the Rams on Wednesday, so that sets quite a scene for the main Derwent Park action of the Sunday afternoon. But, please, please enjoy all the peripheral stuff too though - get your dancin' gear on gals.

Lads - get plenty of cheap ale into you and bellow like..fury, for Town, Town, Town.

I guess whatever the outcome on Sunday we are destined to say farewell to the senior team for yet another campaign here at Derwent Park - so sad.

You know it doesn't seem forty years since I first set a Derwent Park turnstile spinning with a burst from my thrusty hips, but it is. 1961, and all that - did you know you can tip that date upside down and it still reads the same (copyright; trivia - I givia) - Town were a top team in the fifties and I was too young to see it all. Thanks pop.

Yet in my first season they had a dazzling team that scored tries at random, easy - almost like scattering sileage (perhaps not the tastiest/best analogy) especially against outfits like the Doncaster of that era - no sh*t, it's true.

Now if I had to make a comparison twixt my current favourites, and those of my spotty teenage years I would say they have similar problems i.e. defensively. But are equally as thrilling going forward - not much change at all.

Although age, red wine, lager, back surgery, et al....do play tricks on the old memory cell....

Now where's that off button gone......see you around folks!!!!!
K.S.