Throughout 2011 I have had the pleasure of filling in at many rugby games. Most notably a certain regular season game between Fairvale and Lane Cove. Two weeks to the finals series and Lane Cove seconds are unable to mathematically ascend into a finals spot on the ladder. Fairvale seconds a team of remarkably large stature where hoping to put on a good show for their old boys day. Fairvale came out in the first half creating a large deficit and remained a pest in Lane Cove’s own 20 hoping to apply more salt to the large wound. However the boys at Lane Cove had other ideas. As the game wore on I ran on the field for injuries time and time again without a man willing to stay fallen. I had to make quick decisions about whether it was safe for a player to continue, for the team, for his club. In this situation I let my skills a physio take over, I did not think I just reported as the information came naturally. I spoke to the player and the coach what I saw, the extent of damage, and what the risk were. The Lane Cove boys battled back and managed to win in the dying minutes with a drop goal from a team member which I had assessed on field and cleared. This particular afternoon I felt that I too had claim to the memorable victory, that by doing my job I enable a fantastic Game of rugby to be played and won.