Friday, October 07, 2005
Welcome Rugby Fans!
WooWoo!! Rugby!!!
Yes, I’ve become a fan. I don’t understand the game one bit—except that one team needs to run a fat, laceless football past the other team and to the goal line. Hey, that’s all you need to know when you go to a vamped up, crazy, stadium to see FRANCE get demolished by the SPRINGBOKS!!!
Alright, I still get all excited when I think about it. My friend Guillaume set up the event and we went to a city three hours away—Port Elizabeth. Besides learning a bit of ‘conversational Afrikaans’ (which I don’t think I’ll ever use in conversation) I had a great time yelling my head off. I have to declare that a stadium of 20,000 hard core rugby fans consume more beer in 80 minutes than any American football game I’ve ever heard of…Don’t worry, Americans still can eat more hot dogs…
They have these little green trumpets and besides the Springbok paraphernalia, the hat, and the outrageous fanaticism—there is no better support you can give a winning team than a long drawn out moose-call-like flat note. This combined with other ‘variables’ creates a dream like dizziness…that only enlightens one as to what the game of rugby is really all about.
Okay, a little drama doesn’t hurt a story. If any of you ever has the chance to see a rugby game. Don’t forget to take a trumpet and your favorite jersey—and go crazy.
Yes, I’ve become a fan. I don’t understand the game one bit—except that one team needs to run a fat, laceless football past the other team and to the goal line. Hey, that’s all you need to know when you go to a vamped up, crazy, stadium to see FRANCE get demolished by the SPRINGBOKS!!!
Alright, I still get all excited when I think about it. My friend Guillaume set up the event and we went to a city three hours away—Port Elizabeth. Besides learning a bit of ‘conversational Afrikaans’ (which I don’t think I’ll ever use in conversation) I had a great time yelling my head off. I have to declare that a stadium of 20,000 hard core rugby fans consume more beer in 80 minutes than any American football game I’ve ever heard of…Don’t worry, Americans still can eat more hot dogs…
They have these little green trumpets and besides the Springbok paraphernalia, the hat, and the outrageous fanaticism—there is no better support you can give a winning team than a long drawn out moose-call-like flat note. This combined with other ‘variables’ creates a dream like dizziness…that only enlightens one as to what the game of rugby is really all about.
Okay, a little drama doesn’t hurt a story. If any of you ever has the chance to see a rugby game. Don’t forget to take a trumpet and your favorite jersey—and go crazy.
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Had to revisit this post b/c as of today I am an official Rugby fan! Dont understand it at all but I love it!
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