Cornwall's Olympic Silver

Picture the Olympic Games, London, but wait, it’s 104 years ago.

Now imagine you’re there, in a rugby scrum in 1908, in the fog, caked in mud, in a medieval jockstrap, representing your country.

And you’re on the same team and from the same team - all 15 of you from Cornwall, county champions one and all.

This is a team made of fishermen, bacon factory labourers and male models, but boy there is talent among you.

Bert Soloman – a man with ‘a brain 5 yards ahead’ and inventor of the ‘dummy’ (but only because his teammates couldn’t keep up with him).  

Once upon a game, his teammate dived over the line only to find his hands were empty and Bert still had the ball, such was his guile. 

Tommy Wedge. Wedge by name, wedge by nature. He could split a defence in two with his runs, opening up the gaps for the silky angles of the Jackett brothers and Nicky Tregurtha.   

But the weather is rank and the ball is 3 times the weight it should be on account of landing in the swimming pool every time it’s kicked to touch.

It’s safe to say this is no showboat game.

Plus you’re up against the Aussies and you had a few beers the night before.

You give them a 32point lead, Solomon scores a try and you’re on the score sheet.

The whistle goes, the game is lost but you end up with an Olympic silver medal (shared with the entire Cornish team). 

This could only ever happen here.