Ampthill RFC

My love affair with Ampthill RFC is just about over. I joined the club as a player in 1971 and enjoyed 14 wonderful years there. I played for just about every team they had, served some time on their committee, and enjoyed the comradeship of the other players. As with most clubs, the banter was rife. I retired from playing in 1985 and immediately moved north to live in Yorkshire where I have followed their incredible rise through the leagues ever since. Since arriving in the Championship, they have gradually achieved a lower mid-table position, which is a magnificent achievement for such a small club. However, in my opinion, to survive in this incredibly troubled league, you need resources. And that is something the club do not have. Income, or the lack of income, from the RFU is well documented. And the increased attendances have just not happened. Getting 500-1,000 per home game is disappointing. As is the make up of the squad. Home grown players seem like an endangered species. And my perception is that putting together a matchday squad is getting harder and harder. There was only one pre-season game, and the makeup of this year’s squad was only announced after the season began. And each game it feels like a new signing is introduced and making his debut. How can you possibly build cohesion working like this.
Since moving to Yorkshire I now watch the exploits of Wharfedale RFC. Sitting comfortably in National League Two North, the rugby on display is of a high standard, the squad is homegrown, and team selection is consistent. It is an enjoyable experience.
I no longer have any close contacts within the club, but my perception is that Ampthill is a troubled club and they are not enjoying life in the Championship. And that makes me think that life in National One or below is a far better place to be.