Mean Machine RFC, knowing on which side their bread is buttered, gave The Machine Old Boys the shirts off their backs; literally. And thus the game began, the MOB in the great blue and white, the boys looking like ruffians…

Rombo V. Kopo
Generations came together, the inspiring and the inspired….

FRU together again.. Charlie jumped with glee…

Unfortunately, Johnny Woo’s come back lasted all of five minutes…

Tusker, makes us equal, has no equal, whether or not we came to play..

Over 15 years later, Rombo still blows kisses to the crowd…

..and the kiss was well received.

Sometimes the vijana disrespected the wazee..

..other times they fled in fear.

The game was long and hard…

..and everyone was glad when it was over.

So we sang…

..and we drank..

…and we awaited the Captains Mbuzi.