Rochester Rogues Rugby

Rogues win! The Lads from Rochester put in a full 80 minute shift.... final Rochester Rogues Rugby 42 - Metropolis Rugby Club 7... Looks like back up to Saint Paul Rugby Football Club for a rematch next weekend..

Match Recap: Rogues vs. Wailers

The Rogues traveled north to face the Walers, a young and spry outfit from Eagan with just enough elder statesmen to keep things steady. The hosts came out flying, defending their home pitch with a quick 22–0 burst in the first 25 minutes.

Not exactly how we drew it up.

It took a yellow card against one of our young lads (frustration got the better of him) to finally wake up the Rogues. Down a man, the “grizzled old forwards” decided enough was enough, marching down the pitch with smash-mouth rugby until Father Time’s sworn enemy, Jeffrey “Mad Dog” Cherry, crashed over for the first Rogue try. Moments later, Robbie — aka Jackrabbit, aka Peter and Paul, aka the UPS Man (he always delivers) — dotted down his first score of the season, capping off a massive momentum swing.

Halftime: Rogues 14, Walers 27. Game on.

The second half was all Rogues. Ten minutes in, Big Rooster Pollo punished defenders on his way to the try zone. Not long after, Michael “the Pickpocket” (aka The Constable) baited a pass, snatched it, and lumbered 45 meters to score (and yes, thank God it wasn’t 50). His brother Pedro, aka Pedro's ball, followed up with a bruising run to seal the comeback win.

Kicking duties fell to Dan “the Dirty Potato.” Normally the Golden Toe, today he settled for Silver, going 3/5 on conversions and narrowly missing a penalty that had the whole metro area convinced it was good.

Final score: Rogues 31 – Wailers 22.

It wasn’t pretty, but it was glorious — a day of old-school rugby grit, veteran savvy, and a few young sparks proving why the Rogues never, ever stay down for long. Both clubs left it all on the field.

🏉 Rochester Rogues Men’s D3 2025/26 Player Pool A mix of athletes… and characters we can’t get rid of. JoJo – Step game filthier than a spilled Guinness Kiki – Tackles like your ex texts Cherry – Sweet outside, tart in contact Farmer Jake – Scrums at dawn, plows fields at dusk Shoes – More boots than career tries Ethan G – Utility back who insists he can play prop Diego – Lines like they’re drawn with a laser Big Mike, Esquire – Lawyer by day, property mogul by night, legal enforcer on pitch Pollo – Always spicy at the breakdown Cookie – Crumbles only after the whistle Sausage – Sizzle in every carry Lazaro – Comes alive when you think he’s gassed Danny Boy – Tries calling… and post-match pints Armando – Power forward in disguise New New Old Tony – Colorado carnival kid, dreadlocks, chicken suit legend Pedro – One-man fast break Malik – Open-field menace Bernard – Speed, agility, shake-and-bakes, scoreboard lighting up Eddie – Never met a ruck he didn’t like Rob – Silent assassin (mostly out of breath) Sticky – Scrum-half legend, collects anything not nailed down Sam – Solid, reliable, and sore from last season Coach – “Retired” player-coach, rambling wisdom, hidden head injuries included Lars – Viking on field, festival-goer off it, playlist: Lilith Fair → Phish Francisco – Arrives like a rocket on and off the pitch Analysts predict: “A dangerous mix of raw talent, questionable nicknames, worse decisions & unverified fitness.” Opponents beware: you’ll know it’s pitch time when the Med City Madmen roll up in their battle-scarred early-2000s blue & yellow minibus 🚐🔥

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