The Club's Results

27th of January 2018, a day that shall live in infamy at least in the mind of Lent M2 crew, for it was the baptism of fire for what has been called a very fast M2, possibly the fastest there has ever been. Work started well before the race. After a heated debate and a careful consideration of every nook and cranny of the river, under the leadership of Jacqui and Kristina, a plan was drawn up. But then, it started to rain. Although it is true that bad weather can wear down even the toughest, it did not have any effect on our heroes, for they carry the heart of a lion inside them. It would be a mistake to describe the first leg of M2 with any other word except - heroic. Getting off from a choppy start, the crew managed to concentrate their effort in the second half of the course and went for a push. Victory was at hand, but then, a disaster blade popped out of a gate. This was clearly a sabotage of the dreaded Maggie. Nevertheless, M2 finished with honour. Between first and second leg, Petr shared some biscuits, with a questionable nutritional value but with invaluable positive effect on the crews morale. Second leg required our heroes to row directly into a headwind. Whole crew felt confident throughout the race and went for a push 500m before the finish, this time uninterrupted. When the day was finished M2 received 5^th place. A good result no doubt and a solid base for Bumps training.

Preparations for the great struggle began on the evening of 16th. Crew pasta was very good all you can eat fusilli, meat and sauce followed with cake. Well-fed and rested, our warriors gathered in early morning of 17th. They were joined by the new coach Seb, who was wearing a FaT jacket. This confused and demoralised people from Sebs old club and thus made us very happy. The first opponent was Caius M2, who we brushed away. One by one all our rivals fell. The crews who had beaten us in Bedford were no match to us in the regatta. When others asked who we beat, our cox Marcus gave one word: EVERYONE. And as always in such occasions he was thrown into the river. If such starts can be repeated or improved on, then the Bumps look easy as pie.

I was surprised when I was told

That this Lent Bumps was rather cold;

I suppose I might have seen some ice

Had gathered somewhere, once or twice.

But mostly I recall a burning--

A terribly dire sort of yearning--

And were there one thing I'll remember,

It will be this emblazoned ember:

The smouldering fire of a denied desire,

Our work to inspire as we drive higher.