Here is a quick B Boyz report:

Rohan tried to go to the well a second time with a big fiery pre-race speech in the van. For some reason the beeping van told us off for every single thing – not closing the door, not clicking enough seatbelts, smelling bad, trying to run less than two hours after finishing a meal. Yet, it did not emit a single beep when Julian just about killed us by trying to cheer out the sunroof while driving. Hayden got us off to a good solid start working his way through the field into seventh. Julian quickly picked up another couple of places with fifth fastest run of the day on his lap. And that (somewhere between 5th and 7th) was pretty much where we resided all day.

Cory picked up the last leg not too far behind Wesley and Takapuna. James List, who was running leg 8 for Wesley, refused to do the decent thing for his former club, despite a torrent of abuse, taunts and sledging from our van. He instead ran away with 5th place for his team. However, Takapuna crumpled under the pressure and Cory passed their final runner to bring us up into 6th – spurred along no doubt by a skinny white chested haka of fury.