You brits try to put american football down and say that rugby is rough, (smiles) well consider that in rugby, you don't have a 300 lb
guy coming at you like a freight train, with his equelly huge and nasty friends behind him, wearing heavy protective gear, huge
knarly meat hooks clenching and unclenching, hot breath coming from a reinforced helmet looking like a steam train, and only one
thought on these guy's minds is to end your short life if you have the ball and if you get caught. Running with the ball is of course
an option, but if you run, run for your life. Then there is the dog pile. To experence this, jack up a cross town buss and lay under it,
now let the buss down on your chest (you also need to fill it with large people first.)
Now in rugby, they all hug each other around the ball, like good friends from the pub (which they usually are) and decide who is
buying the next round. (this is actually a small neighborhood gossip session) No protective gear (cause there all skinny and hardly weigh anything). And they can kick the ball while running (which confuses the soccer players) and you score a run when you have the ball and run into the pub across the street. (game resumes after the first 3 beers). At the end of the game, they look all beat up
because the real fight was to get a place at the bar. After the game they stagger off the field (from the beer chugging contest) and with smiles on their faces, back to the pub. No one is actually hurt, until he go's home to face his wife (ie: see Andy
Capp cartoon).
In American football they go back to the lockerroom to count the heads they ripped off during the game and like a animal trainer
the coach throws them a piece of raw meat to knaw on....
