We've cranked the club back up and things are starting to come together, but as much as we had a successful fall and spring playing 15s back in the day, there was a strong group of us who fell in love with the game of sevens. In the era when Philly Whitemarsh was playing great 7s, there was no team who played more sevens then PWRFC and our group could argue that there was no team who played better. One team who could possibly claim superiority was Bethlehem.
Scottie Walker was just one of the Bethlehem players that I loved-to-hate during matches and like every Bethlehem player to-a-man completely, utterly cracked me up off the pitch. When I played rugby, I looked forward to the match-up against Scottie and Mo and Davie and Bert and Hoover and I'm even old enough to say the late great George Yasso. Leading them always is now a great friend, Emil Signes. If anyone ever said I accomplished anything in rugby, I'd have to point to Emil and certainly George Betzler as contributors to my success.
I posted a cherish rugby photo the other night and low and behold ... Scottie retaliated with one of his own.
A note from Scottie Walker, Bethlehem Rugby Club
Steve,
Like you, I scheduled my wedding for a non-rugby day --- actually, George Yasso threatened me bodily harm for even thinking about a rugby-day wedding.
In the photo is my wife and the team minutes before the 3rd keg kicked and Priestas danced on the bar.
Look closely and you'll see Hoover, Bert, D. Fenton, the Mo brothers, Joe Hanley, Tony Rogerson, Ect, ect,
Emil was there celebrating but not in this pic ...
Tell the boys to make a commitment--they'll make friends for life.
