The Queanbeyan Age has run a story about Rugby. ‘Proper’ Rugby as Johnboy is quick to remind me.
Apparently in my last Rugby story I called the wrong type of Rugby ‘Rugby’ and that is a big faux pas. I apologise to all involved. Never will I call that Rugby ‘Rugby’ again, I will only call the Rugby that you want me to call Rugby ‘Rugby’. Whichever Rugby that may be.
Some of you also pointed out to me that my comments about Rugby players being walking necks were unfair, and that Rugby Union is in fact a sport for gentlemen and scholars. Well this story is in fact written by one of the players so I’ll accept that. Still, I think Johnboy is punishing me for my ignorance by sending me this story and telling me I have to do something with it.
So what’s the story? This man’s Rugby team played against another Rugby team and lost because the other team were better at Rugby. Secondly Rugby players have trouble dressing themselves.
Plenty has also been made of Sam Carter’s lucky undies and the big fella made a decision the night before we left for South Africa that they were the only pair he’d need.
We don’t think Sam consulted his undies when he decided to anoint them as lucky. Anything wrapped around that big backside for two weeks straight could only be described as unlucky in my experience.
Also it appears the writer has spent at least two weeks wrapped around someone called Sam’s backside, or at least I think that’s what he meant.