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American sports pretty much consists of baseball and American football. Some of us older farts haven't really caught on to soccer yet as it wasn't something available for us to play when we were in school. As for rugby, most of us only have a germ of an idea that it exists.
Rugby is closer to American or Canadian football than soccer. And wow, it is a violent sport! These guys don't wear our sissy helmets, shoulder and hip pads and other protective gear.
I only found out today that there is a European gay rugby association! Can you imagine that - we poofters playing kick ass football??? And London is home of Britain's mucho macho team, the King's Cross Steelers RSC. Take a gander at their web site at http://www.unioncup.com/.
I guess it's time I learned about a real man's sport - a real gay man's sport!
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My friend, Ian Lyon, used to refer to rugby football as "a homosexual fertility rite".
I just think it's a nasty rough game. It drove me into the arms of the boat club at school and since rowing didn't stop in the summer that brought the wonderful side effect that I didn't have to play cricket any more (and that is the most boring game ever invented)!
Talk about two birds with one stone!
Love,
Anthony
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Indeed Rugby or 'Rugger' is its know to players has been with us since the days of "Tom Brown's Schooldays" Indeed we do not wear any protection!! The very idea!! I quote from the book.....
"Why, bless us, don't you know? No; I forgot. Why, to-day's the School-house match. Our house plays the whole of the School at football. And we all wear white trousers, to show 'em we don't care for hacks. You're in luck to come to-day. You just will see a match; and Brooke's going to let me play in quarters. That's more than he'll do for any other lower-school boy, except James, and he's fourteen."
"Who's Brooke?"
"Why, that big fellow who called over at dinner, to be sure. He's cock of the school, and head of the School-house side, and the best kick and charger in Rugby."
"Oh, but do show me where they play. And tell me about it. I love football so, and have played all my life. Won't Brooke let me play?"
"Not he," said East, with some indignation. "Why, you don't know the rules; you'll be a month learning them. And then it's no joke playing-up in a match, I can tell you - quite another thing from your private school games. Why, there's been two collar-bones broken this half, and a dozen fellows lamed. And last year a fellow had his leg broken."
Tom listened with the profoundest respect to this chapter of accidents, and followed East across the level ground till they came to a sort of gigantic gallows of two poles, eighteen feet high, fixed upright in the ground some fourteen feet apart, with a cross-bar running from one to the other at the height of ten feet or thereabouts.
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