Limoux. Facing Avignon, the Blanquetiers offer themselves a nice Christmas present

The almost continuous rains which had dominated the morning did not bode well in terms of spectacle for the afternoon meeting at the Aiguille stadium. In fact, it is on a muddy field that the twenty-six actors enter the pitch in front of an audience more accustomed to Sunday meetings.

However, despite these Anglo-Saxon weather conditions, the Limouxins had the best intentions. Thus, from the start of the match, they invade the opposing camp in such a way that it takes a good ten minutes before the Vauclusian bison can timidly react to the charges of the local forwards. These same forwards appear particularly inspired, like Valentin Yesa who, knocking down three opponents on their buttocks, scores the first try under the posts. Diligent, methodical and surprisingly skillful given the climatic conditions, the Blanquetiers stifled the Avignonnais who quickly understood that the meeting was not going to be a cakewalk.

What's more, the local defense proved intractable and the timid blue and white attempts to approach the Limoux camp were, for eighty minutes, reduced to nothing.

Crunel the limouxin will-o’-the-wisp

A few minutes from the end of the first half, the young Limoux winger slalomed from 22 meters, forgetting a waterlogged ground and a slippery ball. Boiling like hell, the local Blanquetier player insolently crossed the field to drive home the point for the visitors.

22 to 0 at the time of the lemons, the hopes of a hypothetical return of the Vauclusiens are then very slim. Especially since the second half looks like a copy and paste of the first. It was Dall'asta's turn to recover an offering from Ford who had just stolen the ball from the last Avignon defender.

From then on, the visitors tried to save honor. For around ten minutes, they increased the attacks, but the red and black had decided to close all the doors. While the cause had long been heard, they strove angrily to repel the desperate attacks of the players from the City of the Popes.

Conversely, it was Zac Santo's turn to demonstrate all his class. Delivering the blow to the resigned bison, he in turn would get past the last defenders to score under the posts. 34 to 0, mass had been said for a long time and the Limouxins wanted to treat themselves and their supporters to a nice Christmas present, as center Quentin Garrouste reminded us at the final whistle.