Edinburgh Accies may have enjoyed their first-ever competitive game against full-time professionals but it would have been for the day rather than the scoreline, as they could never quite match the efficiency of their Championship opponents.
The visiting fans refused to let up on the singing and thanks to Accies’ dedication to expansive play there were more than a few staccato moments, but the rhythm of the game was dictated by London Scottish, who made much better use of their quick ball.
Scrum-half Jamie Stevenson proved as much as he scored the first of the hosts’ nine tries, having galloped in untouched from the back of a lineout some 30 metres out.
Ruaridh Bonner and the Jamies – Farndale and Sole – kept tilting deep into the hosts’ territory, and forwards Michael Liness and Robin Snape made nuisances of themselves, but Scottish were canny enough to pick their moments whenever ball was turned over.
Further tries came from James Love and Mark Bright, the first a clinical and simple passing move and the second a jink and sprint from the burly captain before centre Andy Reay scored his first.
Bonner exacted some revenge, the stand-off side-stepping Bright and out-pacing exiled Edinburgh lad Lewis Calder to score, but the half ended with Reay scoring a second after taking a one-handed catch from Ben Russell, who had dug out a beautiful, swinging offload.
Bright hung off the back of a smart drive to bag his second just after the break but Accies had had enough of tackling and after neat passing and hard graft an inside pass found Alex Allan, who barrelled over to score. The visitors had their tails up and went about menacing their salaried adversaries, with the Accies support targeting former Nail Jim Thompson.
It was all good-natured stuff, but there was nothing nice about Stevenson’s second try, a ball thieved against the head and squeezed in at the farthest corner and they were back there minutes later as Russell rode his pack over the line from a lineout. With Love getting a brace – the fourth of the day – the fans from Edinburgh had to console themselves by wildly dancing and cheering as Shaun Strudwick scuttled in to score from an intelligent gut-pass from the unrelenting Nyle Godsmark.