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About the Club

We conquer the world and vice versa

The Dierkow original moose first appeared in November 1993 on the occasion of a school trip to Trelleborg. An underemployed teacher found him on board a steamer, carelessly placed in a bargain bin, surrounded by all sorts of trinkets. He took him in, named him Herbert and had him knit a scarf and woolen trousers. Herbert became the mascot of the rugby club at the Albert Schweitzer Gymnasium in Dierkow, the urban figurehead of an otherwise insignificant Hanseatic city. Author: Heinrich Severin

On the way to upright walking

In October 1993, following a notice in the school corridor, a group of around 25 young people came together to try out rugby union football. The coach, who had previously had almost no knowledge of rugby, gathered this group on a narrow strip of grass on the main road to Dierkow, had them practice passing and running with two balls and was happy to be at least one step ahead of his charges. The training sessions, which to this day are two a week, were characterised by enthusiasm, anxious moments when the ball rolled onto the busy road and constant demands on the washing powder and washing machine. The involuntary confrontation with a landmine, of which a sufficient number had been laid out, was considered particularly successful.

women's power

With Anja Kersten, Nicole Bringezu and Kristin Bohk, there were also three girls among the rugby enthusiasts who initially did not continue playing due to the underrepresentation of their gender, but who were to play a key role in the formation of a team of female colleagues.

The Chaos RFC

Everyone was working towards the Day of Repentance and Prayer in 1993, when we went to the German capital for the first time, to the Berliner RC, whose chairman Fritz Feyerherm deserves credit for making rugby a home in Rostock. At his invitation, 35 players and fans made their way to Jungfernheide with the Deutsche Bundesbahn. The video of the game against the assembled beginners of the BRC, which still exists, impressively proves that chaos can give birth to success. The Haufe from Rostock won, but lost one of their two pieces of equipment to their magician Martin Staib, who kicked it into a tree that would not give it back. René Kramer’s “attempt” six meters in front of the opponent’s goal area also remains in the collective memory of the veterans of the first hour.

We spent the winter of 1993/94 constantly getting thoroughly dirty, because the wetness of the time of year meant that our training ground was often under water. Some parents have already refused to put their textiles in the washing machine, fearing that the latter will not work properly.

matches

our next game

UEFA CHAMPIONS LEAGUE
TUE 06 SEP 2022, selhurst park
English Premier League
Sun 11 Sep 2022, Young trafford
English Premier League
Thu 15 Sep 2022, craven cottage

fight

The SC Germania List in Hanover, another venerable rugby institution, had the honour of inviting us to their home. So the state capital of Lower Saxony was visited at the beginning of March 1994. There was no way to win against their Germania peers, but at least the Elche were able to play in real rugby jerseys for the first time, even if they were only borrowed. Another first was a visit to a match between the men’s representatives of the DRV and Welsh Districts, a Welsh C selection that proved too strong for the men in white. The Elche and their supporters nevertheless enjoyed the event, and three weeks later they were back there to get another beating from the Germans and to watch how the Moroccan national team would cope with the conditions of the somewhat arctic spring.

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In October 1994, over sixty young people were involved in rugby in Rostock, so it was time to think about a different form of organization than the school club. SV Hafen Rostock von 1961 e.V. offered us a sporting home in the Stadtweide district. This was a big change for all of us, because we could no longer train on our doorstep, but had to travel halfway across town. In what was once the district with the most children in Germany, there was and still is no competitive sports field, neither for rugby nor football. For some passengers, especially those who had already had several summers behind them, the tram rides were like trips on a ghost train, as they were plagued twice a week at no extra cost by little monsters who not only made a lot of noise, but also generously distributed selected food scraps and bodily excretions.

emancipation

For the sports fans who chase the round version of the ball, people playing with an egg, lying on top of, over and under each other, are unusual, and at our first tournament we have a number of spectators who satisfy their curiosity and applaud our sporting commitment. Even the Ostsee-Zeitung, which considers itself to be important, is represented by an editor. Unfortunately, young people are also getting older and are demanding later training times, so that the first frictions with the sports fans from football arise: verbal outbursts from our players, baseless accusations from some Basel residents and a groundskeeper from the cliché book who does not exactly contribute to increasing the feel-good factor. (Why has no one made a feature-length film about the German groundskeeper to date?)

In the Association of the Red Eagle

What do you do if, like Kevin, you are not alone at home but are playing your sport alone in Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania? The LSB statutes prohibit the founding of a regional association, so we join the Brandenburg Rugby Association in order to be able to take part in competitions at all. Our existence is welcomed there, but we also have our first (spooky) encounter with representatives of the 27-time East German champions Stahl Hennigsdorf and selected, indigenous examples of this building complex on the outskirts of Berlin. At the meeting where we ask to be allowed to take part in games with B and A students and girls as an associated member, the Hennigsdorf side immediately points out that we could become league leaders, but not Brandenburg champions. They are afraid of the competition. This creates antipathies that are not overcome by the fact that many of the young and adult Hennigsdorf rugby players view the first appearance of the girls’ teams from Velten, Birkenwerder and Rostock with scorn and ridicule. In addition, some self-proclaimed Greater Germans, one of whom actually asked beforehand whether Nazi is spelled with a “tz”, tried to physically attack our players on the way off the pitch. The Dierkow Elche youth players experienced a little satisfaction in 1996 in a league match against the Stahlstädter in Berlin, which they deservedly won 19:17. After this, there was no further contact with Hennigsdorf, except for a tournament in 1997 in Velten, where H-Dorf came out on top.

Author: Heinrich Severin