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The sun always Riesers

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In an age where there are about as many internet DJs as there are remixes of Avicii’s ‘Levels’, it is always refreshing to witness a breakthrough DJ who seems to have found an original voice. Up and coming Austrian producer Tobias Rieser, producing under the name Klangkarussell, has generated a wave of popularity after his song ‘Sonnentanz’ went viral, being dubbed by many as the song of the summer.

The career of Rieser, who has been producing music since the age of 15, is in such an early stage that there is not yet a full EP released – only a couple of mixes on his Soundcloud page, one of which includes ‘Sonnentanz’ (‘Sun Dance’). Despite the reaction to the song being so widespread, with well over one and a half million views across different websites, Rieser told Cherwell that he ‘did not expect any reactions to the song at all.’

Having grown up in Salzburg, the home of Mozart, classical music has given a “wonderful influence” on the music of Rieser, who was born into a musical family, playing the trombone from an early age and learning from his father, a music teacher.

Klangkarussell’s music has been described by some as ‘deep house’, and by himself as ‘jazz house’ – but he says that “over the last few years it has become really difficult to talk about electronic music in terms of genres.

“There are some tracks you can easily connect to a genre, but I am proud of the fact that I would not try to assign my tracks to a special genre”. Although stating that his influences range from producers such as Marek Hemmann and Oliver Koletzki, to soul legends such as Otis Redding and James Brown, Rieser has stressed the need to have a diverse range of influences.

“You have to walk through the world with open eyes and ears and soak up everything and process it afterwards. There are beautiful tunes in every genre, you just need to listen carefully and sometimes hear music in the right context.”

How would Rieser recommend young DJs to manage to find an original, unique voice? “Just do what you want to do” he replies; “don’t think you need to follow any trends. Try to be an individual, and listen to your inner voice”.

Rieser was best friends in school with fellow Austrian producer Herald and I and who now, eight years on, is producing with Rieser under the name Helden:klang. “We are planning to release our first EP with ‘Sonnentanz’ and ‘Netzwerk’ [one of many popular Helden:klang collaborations] but we are not there yet”.

Dubbed as the next Paul Kalkbrenner, big things are expected of the man behind Klangkarussell.

The Enemy, Streets in the Sky review

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The Enemy have, with Streets in the Sky, delivered the best album of the recession so far. Although it’s hardly a surprise that The Enemy have continued to explore their favourite themes of urban depression and the difficulties of modern living, what is surprising is that they seem to be doing it almost on their own. Streets in the Sky is, therefore, a precious thing.

To compare Tom Clarke to Bruce Springsteen might at first seem a little odd, but there’s a real comparison to be made. Both write about struggling young men and women with startling emotional involvement, and with a deeply hopeful and romantic sensibility. The Enemy’s unashamedly British sound falsifies any further comparison, but Clarke’s faculty for empathy is unusual, and is worth taking entirely seriously.

It’s become unfashionable to write songs about reality, but The Enemy do it self-consciously, and they do it well. ‘2 Kids’ documents a depressingly common realisation that big dreams might have disappeared. ‘This Is Real’’s protagonist is poor, lonely, and struggling. But in both cases, there’s some hope. Tom Clarke’s characters haven’t quite given up yet, and they’re implored not to. ‘Love we don’t have much/But what we have’s enough/Just hold your head up/And we’ll be ok’. ‘Modern Life is Rubbish’, in some ways, but, as another football-terrace chorus notes, ‘Saturday will make it all ok’. Clarke’s characters always have something, and often someone, dragging them through. Streets in the Sky is an album, in many ways, about love.

Although, for those in The Enemy’s songs, and for those they’re written for, the build up of pressures entailed by urban life is near unbearable, there’s always hope to be found in human relationships: things are never as bad as they might be, and at the weekend they’re a hell of a lot better.

Oxford’s still got it

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Oxford. Infamous home of punting, Pimm’s, and pretentiousness. And it’s a home we’ve all come to know and love. Thousands of applicants voluntarily undertake the almost week-long agony of interviews, tests and talking to everyone under the sun, and it’s not just because they get a free (all-inclusive) holiday in the process.

The place has appeal – and it’s certainly not its position in the ‘University sex league table’ (51, to save you having to Google it). Well, we can’t tick all the boxes. But It did turn twenty-six ordinary scholars into Prime Ministers. It turned Rowan Atkinson into Mr Bean. It gave Harry Potter a home. What more could you want?

Of course, being a member of one of the oldest universities in the world means that we are able to grab every opportunity we can to drop it into a conversation that is undoubtedly not at all related. Although this inevitably results in an awkward silence, a nervous giggle and a glare of malicious hatred, we carry on. Let’s face it; having someone on the other side of the world fall at your feet because you mention the O-word (and I’m talking Oxford) is worth a scowl or two.

If that wasn’t enough, we’ve got a whole load of ridiculous traditions that we happily embrace and that allow us to pretend we’re something of a different species from the rest of the world. Anyone wanting to imagine they’re a) in the 1600s, b) in a novel or c) just (obviously) very cool, can quite easily do so as they slip on their sub-fusc and settle down for a formal in hall, the likes of which can only be found in fairy-tales, cartoons and… well, Cambridge. It might be a far cry from real life but we can wrap ourselves in a little Oxford bubble and happily bob along until the fateful day of graduation where we’re inevitably going to be forced out of our comfort zone and into the Big Wide World.

Until then, we can carry on basking in the bottomless pit of oddities particular to Oxford.Take sconcing; nowhere else will you find anyone that uses a word dating back to 1617 to tell twenty other people who your friend slept with last night, and nowhere else will you find that happening on a “crew date”. Say either of those words to anyone that doesn’t go to Oxford and you’ll find yourself babbling on for a good couple of hours trying to make it sound good (or at least relatively normal), miserably failing, and realising that you really are at a very strange institution indeed. But that’s hardly going to stop us.

Add to that all the other made-up words we find ourselves using (pidge, tute, rustication, matriculation, and probably a whole host of other equally dodgy-sounding words), and you could pretty much fill up an Oxford English Dictionary (ironic). You can guarantee that any conversation you overhear from a fellow student will contain at least one of the above listed words, and if you’re lucky might even combine them in a sentence such as “Kept getting sconced at a crew date last night, got fined for wearing sub fusc out. 9am tute was horrific, might have to rusticate because I’m always pidging my essays late”. What language is this? No-one has any idea, but it made us want to come here.

Then there’s the fact that we can imitate Brideshead and lie around on the lawns living the high life (well, we could if it wasn’t forbidden to step on the stuff). We can go punting on a daily basis (largely because there’s nothing else to do) and witness our friends gracelessly falling in the water, empty bottle of Pimm’s shamelessly in hand and dignity floating along the river Cherwell like a washed up whale.

When we’re not doing that, we can request Bod books from the strange concept of ‘stacks’, in an attempt to look studious and fulfil the expectations the world has of us (not really understanding what a ‘stack’ is, however, I think I might let them down).

Aside from all of that, Oxford is a place full of impressive architecture, extraordinary opportunities and extravagant balls, and although we might take it for granted as we sit in its “dreaming spires” at 4 o’clock in the morning desperately searching for something to say in a miserably dying essay, it really is an amazing place to be.

Even those early morning essay crises are part of the appeal, however; people are drawn to the place for its unceasingly fast pace. The work hard, play hard ethic means every term is intense, nothing is done in halves. We learn how to argue a case whilst still hung-over from the night before, to blag our way through tutes still bleary-eyed, and to get used to being ill 24/7 without mummy there to nurse us with Calpol. To summarise, we learn to balance a stressful life with a social one, all whilst dressing up in strange clothes on a worryingly regular basis and imagining we’re in some sort of hedonistic 19th century novel. If all that wasn’t enough, we’ve got Hassan’s, horrendously cheesy clubs, and a hardcore (mature) raver that’s out on the town every night and that’s always there with a cheery smile to greet your drunken declarations of undying love for the legend he is…

Review: Wagamama summer menu

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One of the perks of being a student journalist, and a reward for trawling through countless pointless press releases (review a hacky sack anyone?), is that you get the opportunity to review great stuff for free. So naturally I jumped at the chance to try Wagamama’s new summer menu, roping in some friends to sample the seasonal fare.

Wagamama is some of my favourite Asian food this side of the Urals, but with mains priced upwards of £7 it’s not everyday student food (though pretty good value compared to a lot of restaurants). It is at the top of my treats list though, and the new summer menu has definitely kept it there.

In between supping on the free green tea that Wagamama doles out, we tried the new fruit juices – Orange Berry Bang, with orange juice, berries and passion fruit, and apple, mint, celery and lime juice, the latter an odd-looking combination that is surprisingly tasty. Both were refreshing and delicious, with the added bonus of feeling that you were topping up on your vitamins, something that a late-night McDonalds just can’t quite match. 

Next up were the side dishes – Chicken, Beef and Lollipop Prawn Kushiyaki, all variations on mini kebabs. The first two were covered in generous dollops of a sweet, sticky soy sauce, and out of the two my vote went to the succulent barbecued beef over the chicken meatballs. The universal favourite, though, were the juicy lollipop prawns, with all of us giving the thumbs up to the garlicky, lemony, limey goodness.

Mains-wise, the intringuingly-named Firecracker was unfortunately sold out when we dined in Oxford, so all of us opted for the Yasai Pad Thai, save for one whose nut allergy meant that she had to choose the Chop Salad. The salad was healthy and tastily-dressed, and was given bonus points on the grounds that it had avocados in – ‘My favourite thing in the world that I can’t afford.’

The rest of us agreed that while the Pad Thai portions were very generous it could have done with a bit less spice and a bit more marinated tofu. I’m no Pad Thai purist, despite it being one of my favourite foods, but the Wagamama version could have done with a bit more of the traditional sticky sauce. Minor gripes aside though, we all agreed that the food lived up to Wagamama’s tastily high standards. 

The staff were also lovely and attentive, despite being rushed off their feet on Bank Holiday weekend, which made up for having to wait for a table outside (thankfully it wasn’t raining). The long tables, presumably meant to ape a traditional Asian diner, are not the best place for an intimate romantic dinner, but otherwise the noise and closeness of the fellow diners doesn’t detract from the dining experience. 

So all round worth stretching the student loan for if you’re still in Oxford, and definitely one to let the parents treat you to if you’re already lucky enough to be back in the safe embrace of the family credit cards.

Scientists claim to find bones of John the Baptist

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When Bulgarian archaeologists argued that bones found in a reliquary in a monastery on Sveti Ivan Island were those of John the Baptist, their claims were met with scepticism. However, recent testing has suggested that their claims may be true.

A carbon dating undertaken by Oxford professors on the right hand knuckle bone has dated the relics to the first century AD, the time when John the Baptist lived.

A DNA test carried out by the University of Copenhagen indicated that the bones belonged to a single person, probably a man of Middle Eastern ethnicity, findings that correlate with the historical John’s profile.

Though the findings are not conclusive, they do not refute the suggestion made by the archaeologists who discovered the bones.

Bulgarian archaeologists had found a small box made of hardened volcanic ash close to the sarcophagus during excavations under the church.

The box bore inscriptions in ancient Greek that referred to John the Baptist and the date that Christians celebrate his birth, June 24.

Many other religious foundations around the world claim to possess relics of the saint. The right hand, a particularly important relic as it was with that hand the St John baptised Christ, is claimed to be held by many monasteries including a Serbian Orthodox monastery in Montenegro.

Oxford Professor Tom Higham, who led the study, expressed surprise at the early date of the bones. He commented “We had suspected that the bones may have been more recent than this, perhaps from the third or fourth centuries. The result from the metacarpal hand bone is clearly consistent with someone who lived in the early first century AD,’

He continued: ‘Whether that person is John the Baptist is a question that we cannot yet definitely answer and probably never will.’

Dr Hannes Schroeder, from the University of Copenhagen, echoed this note of caution, adding “Of course, this does not prove that these were the remains of John the Baptist but nor does it refute that theory.”

The findings of another Oxford researcher, Christopher Ramsey, using historical documents, suggest that the monastery of Sveti Ivan may have received a portion of John the Baptist’s relics in the fifth or early sixth centuries.

John the Baptist, the namesake of St John’s College, is an important figure in the Gospels, foretelling the coming of Christ, before his eventual beheading by King Herod.

Oxford scientists help with malaria breakthrough

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Researchers from Oxford University and the Wellcome Trust Sanger institute have developed a new method for analysing the DNA of malaria parasites. 

The new technique allows researchers to extract the malaria parasite DNA directly from patients’ blood samples, so that it is not necessary to grow the parasite in the lab before sequencing.

The findings, published in Nature, have found genetic differences between malaria parasites in Africa, Asia and Oceania, which means that the parasites can be tracked to enable scientists to learn more about the spread of malaria.

They reveal that a single infected person could harbour many genetically different malarial parasites, allowing the parasite populations to swap DNA to create new forms. This suggests that the pace of parasite evolution can be affected by human factors such as effective malaria control or restricted travel, as well as geography.

It is hoped that this will help researchers to identify places where malaria parasites are evolving quickly, and enable them to track resistance to malarial drug more quickly and efficiently than ever.

Professor Dominic Kwiatkowski, director of the Centre for Genomics and Global Health, a joint research project between the University of Oxford and the Sanger Institute, said that “Rapid sequencing of parasite genomes from the blood of infected people is a powerful way of detecting changes in the parasite population, and potentially an important new surveillance tool for controlling malaria.”

Professor Nick White, of Oxford University and Mahidol University in Thailand, who took part in the study, said, ‘Working as a global community, we can now build on this technique to identify hotspots of antimalarial drug resistance around the world and contain them effectively.’

Malaria is spread by mosquitos, and infects over 200 million people every year, killing approximately 650,000, primarily children under the age of five in sub-Saharan Africa.

Radiation link to childhood leukaemia discovered

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A recent study carried out by the Childhood Cancer Research Group (CCRG) at Oxford University has shown that even low amounts of gamma radiation in the natural environment can increase the risk of childhood leukaemia.

The findings contradict the previously accepted idea that low amounts of natural gamma radiation produce no increased risk, adding to research on small cancer risks and other low doses of radiation, including medical X-rays and CT scans.

The study is the largest that has ever been conducted on the links between childhood cancer and background radiation and was based on tens of thousands of records from a UK cancer registry.

Dr Gerald Kendall, one of the leaders of the project, said, “What is new in our findings is the direct demonstration that there are radiation effects at these very low doses and dose rates. Natural gamma-rays account for about half the dose reaching children’s bone marrow from all sources. So they account for approaching 40 childhood leukaemias a year.”

Dr Mike Murphy, director of CCRG, told Cherwell that the study started “seven or eight years ago but it has taken three years to pool data together to get it as accurate as possible. It is the first study to provide convincing evidence that low radiation will have an impact of the risk of leukaemia.

“We are funded to do a larger and better study to improve our estimates- which will take eighteen months. We would particularly like to know if there is a real risk associated with radon, and a new study would look into this.”

He added, “Basically, the study contributes to an understanding about radiation and risk and points towards further possible studies but it would be difficult to put any preventative measures, such as building radiation proof buildings, into action.”

Aung San Suu Kyi collects honorary degree

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Aung San Suu Kyi recounted her fond memories of her time at Oxford today, as she was awarded an honorary Doctorate in Civil Law amidst pomp and ceremony at the Sheldonian Theatre.

Speaking for approximately 15 minutes without notes, she described how “During the most difficult years I was upheld by memories of Oxford. These were among the most important inner resources that helped me to cope with all the challenges I had to face.

“The memories were in fact very simple ones. Some are days like these, when I went on the Cherwell with friends in a punt, or sat reading on the lawn at St Hugh’s, or in the library – not looking at a book, but out of the windows.”

Suu Kyi praised the lessons she learnt during her time at the University, saying, “The most important thing for me about Oxford was not what I learnt there in terms of set texts and set books we had to read, but in terms of a respect for the best in human civilisation.”

She added, “It gave me a confidence in humankind. It gave me a confidence in the innate wisdom of human beings – not given to all of us, but given to enough of us for the rest of the world to share, and to make use of it for others.”

The Burmese opposition leader departed for St Hugh’s after the ceremony, where she had read PPE in the 1960s. Speaking of time spent visiting her old college yesterday, she extolled the reception given to her by the Principal and his family, and the warmth of the students.

She said, “I saw myself again as a young student: carefree, happy, nice. We were nice; the students now are nice. They have been given a chance to be nice. It’s a very simple word, but it’s an important one. When you look at their faces, you don’t see any hidden agenda there. They were so open, as we were open, because we had been given a chance to be open. We were not afraid – there was no reason for us to be afraid – and this opened us to the world.”

Upon finishing her speech, Suu Kyi smiled as the Congregation rose in a standing ovation. A fellow honorand, the world-leading stroke neurologist Dr Henry Barnett who received a Doctorate of Science, rose out of his wheelchair to join the applause.

The other celebrated figures receiving honorary degrees at the ceremony were Baroness Manningham-Buller (ex-Director General of Mi5, the second woman to hold that position), Mr David Cornwell (better known as author John le Carré), Professor Drew Faust (President of Harvard University, the first woman to hold that position), Sir Howard Stringer (Chairman of Sony Corporation), Professor Charles Taylor (philosopher), and Professor William Phillips (Nobel laureate physicist).

Suu Kyi referenced Cornwell in her speech, describing how his books reminded her that she was not alone during the time she spent under house arrest. Suu Kyi spent most of the years between 1989 and 2010 either imprisoned or placed under house arrest by the military.

Oxford’s Vice-Chancellor, Professor Andrew Hamilton, commented, “We are honoured to be welcoming Aung San Suu Kyi back to the University of Oxford, her alma mater, after so many years. The University awarded her an honorary degree in 1993, and for her finally to be able to collect it is a momentous occasion both for us and for her. She is returning to a city and university that was her home for several formative years; we have the honour of welcoming an alumna who is one of the great figures of the 20th and 21st centuries.”

The ceremony, known as Encaenia, was conducted mostly in Latin, and was attended by Congregation, also known as the ‘parliament of dons’. A trumpet fanfare, and singing of the National Anthem, greeted the procession and the honorands.

It is extremely rare for an honorand to be asked to address Congregation.

Aung San Suu Kyi is currently Chairman of the National League for Democracy, Burma, and member of the Burmese Parliament.

Eastern promise? Not for England

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It’s that time again. The rain seems slightly warmer, the clouds marginally brighter, and England are jetting off to a major international tournament. As ever, along with the open-toed sandals and (optimistic) shorts, the arrival of the footballing summer has brought with it the media storm that, with a sapping inevitability, accompanies any England squad boarding a plane towards disappointment and, intermittently, humiliation.

The furore surrounding Rio Ferdinand’s omission from the England squad in favour of Martin Kelly, coupled with the last minute injuries to Frank Lampard, Gareth Barry, Gary Cahill and John Ruddy has meant that preparation has been far from ideal. This England side is not one to inspire; it lacks flair, contains John Terry, and is missing its most influential player. It is, however, functional, and if the past few international tournaments have taught us any thing, it’s that functionalit y and rigid, disciplined systems work.

This year’s Euros will not excite the tactical anoraks. If, like me, you get far too excited by asymmetrical formations, three player back lines and marauding centre-backs then prepare for disappointment. We will have to make do with firm 4-4-2s, solid 4-2-3-1s, stifling 4-5-1s and retentive 4-3-3s. Holding midfielders will abound, James Milner will start on the wing, and the defence splitting ball inside the fullback will be shelved in favour of the quick shovel out wide. The key, as it has proven to be for the past few years, is not to concede.

The inclusion of Martin Kelly over Rio Ferdinand is an interesting one, but not for the same reasons that have everyone shouting and getting cross. Rather, Kelly’s inclusion takes the number of Liverpool players in this England squad to six, and is indicative of the modern international manager’s tendency to maximise domestic connections. The modern game is a fluid beast and the best sides are the cohesive sides. As international managers have little time with their players, they tend to focus on defensive positioning in order to make their team hard to break down.

This is reasonable, as a solid base is necessary to progress in a knock-out tournament, but it results in sides where – especially with teams playing 4-4-2 – the movement from back to front can break down. The Republic of Ireland, playing their final warm-up game against Hungary, were held to a 0-0 draw as their midfield withdrew to shield their back four and failed to adequately link up with the front men.

Quick movement from defence to attack relies heavily on cohesion and understanding between individuals, and as a result we can see a marked increase in the number of players in starting XIs who, while perhaps not the best individual players in the squad, play together in their domestic leagues. Six of Russia’s starting XI are drawn from Zenit St. Petersburg, four others are drawn from CSKA, and the Czech Republic side relies on a core of Limbersky, Rezek, Pilar and Jiracek, all of whom play, or played, for Victoria Plzen.

The same is true of Italy, built from the spine of this season’s unbeaten Juventus outfit, Spain (who rely almost exclusively on players from Barcelona or Real Madrid), and Germany, whose team is built around a base of Bayern Munich players. England have attempted to adopt a similar approach; pre-injury, three of the starting back four played for Chelsea and, depending on whether Carroll or Welbeck starts the first game, the front two can be drawn from either Liverpool or Manchester United. The inclusion of Andy Carroll, Jordan Henderson and Steven Gerrard in the squad is surely the only reason that Stewart Downing made the plane, as it allows for an offensive unit that plays and trains together week in, week out for the same domestic side. Given the reliance on club links, the championship itself could be decided by how well these connections translate onto the international stage.

As far as England goes, Roy Hodgson has adopted the correct approach for the tournament ahead. Hamstrung by an eleventh hour appointment, constrained by injury to Jack Wilshere (arguably England’s only player who fits the blueprint for the modern central midfielder) and hindered by suspension to Wayne Rooney, Hodgson’s task was and is to make England as hard to beat as possible.

As dire as it will be to watch, it may prove sufficient to progress past the group stage. With Parker sitting, Gerrard providing a link between the back five and front four, Milner tucking in to provide cover in central midfield and Ashley Young, Theo Walcott, Glen Johnson and Ashley Cole providing overlapping outlets, England have the potential to be a difficult, if dour, opponent.

Theo Walcott has 24 goals and 22 assists over the past two seasons, a far better return than any other English winger, and should start against Ukraine and Sweden. His defensive frailties may mean that Milner gets the nod on the right against France, with Downing slotting in on the left, but Walcott could prove key to England’s fortunes. Pace is an essential asset for any counter-attacking side, which England will have to be should they progress into the knock-out rounds.

Fortunately, with Young, Oxlade-Chamberlain, Walcott, Welbeck and Johnson, they have it in abundance. Hodgson’s tactics will be to soak up pressure with a compact defensive unit, before shifting the ball quickly forward and out wide in an attempt to stretch the defence and provide space for the strikers and Gerrard.

It won’t be pretty, but it could work. If pressed for a prediction, I’ll take Germany to win, Spain second, England to get through the group stages and lose in the quarters.

Falls mainly on the pitch

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My experience of Spanish rugby began with the destruction of a truth I’d previously considered incontestable: that Astroturf was only for hockey and five-a-side football. It was with this worrying news that I took to the plastic in 30 degree heat with the Theta Cisneros, a team which takes its name from a play on words involving a letter of the Greek alphabet and the Spanish word for breast.

Rugby has a long and proud heritage amongst those who are part of its community in Spain, and the Spanish Federation currently has more registered senior male players than Scotland. The national side reached the 1999 World Cup group stages, while Oriol Ripol, who won the Premiership with Sale Sharks in 2006, is probably its best known name. My club, C.R. Cisneros, was based at one of the colleges of the Universidad Complutense. Its First team was recently promoted to Spain’s top league, the División de Honor A. The Theta, however, battled several rungs further down in Madrid Regional Two. Having always had a passion for rugby inverse to my ability and physique, I was looking for a recreational and social experience. Thankfully, this was much in tune with the rest of the Theta, a team which, in my opinion, exemplifies all that is good about rugby.

The team’s home ground, Paraninfo, is comfortably the worst pitch I’ve ever played on with the exception of its alternative home ground, Cantarranas. Both were rock hard, becoming mudbaths after rain. I soon learnt that the exfoliation sessions on artificial pitches were the lesser of two evils. The Theta was led by the indefatigable captain Cuartero, who composed one match report in the style of a Spanish ballad, and another as the diary of a seaman aboard a naval ship. In both cases, the style was carried off superbly. Arguably though, the team’s spiritual leader was talismanic playercoach Gonzalo ‘Zoydberg’ Benito, a swashbuckling and hugely adept number eight.

Indeed, it was clear that Zoy had honed his skills during many a Theta season spent at the base of a fast-retreating scrum. Madrid Regional Two, as it turned out, was a bit of a graveyard for running rugby, full of very big, very slow men. The Theta is largely made up of students and I think we gave away 10 to 15 kilos per player against most teams. Trailing by thirty points at halftime, we would invariably mount a plucky comeback against an exhausted opposition, in a race against time to overturn the deficit.

Sometimes we scraped to victory, sometimes we were beaten by the clock, but there was rarely dull moment, and a battle against relegation became a charge up the table to a respectable fifth placed finish. However, the Theta is not really about the quality of rugby but rather the enjoyment of the sport and everything it offers. It is a social union as much as a sporting one, and Cisneros as a club puts the values of rugby at the forefront of everything it does, doing tremendous work in introducing young men and women to the benefits of rugby, both on and off the pitch.

Such is the enthusiasm of those already involved in the sport it’s not unrealistic to expect Spain to compete in a good few World Cups in the next 20 years. As I see it, there are two main issues for the Spanish federation to tackle. The first is that a lot of players only take up rugby at university, meaning that they miss out on years of skills training and game understanding. Most tier three and low tier two countries produce decent athletes but lack the intuition of the world’s best players, the result of not growing up around the game.

The second problem for Spain is simply a lack of good facilities. The Complutense’s pitches are used for training and matches every week, not only by the college sides, but also the faculty sides, as well as the Cisneros and its entire academy. For those taking up the game, rugby is just not as fun on such surfaces. Grass is a precious commodity and difficult to manage given the climate, while synthetic pitches require investment.

However, until such investment arrives, I’m sure that rugby in Spain will continue to thrive in spite of the obstacles it faces. As for the Theta, I hope they one day make it to Regional One.