Posted by sean on February 4, 2011 at 4:32 pm in Life In Bath, Other Sport with No Comments


I have been informed by a work colleague that some rugby tournament starts today and that we should all be excited or something.

It is times like this, when I totally understand why people hate and take no interest in football.

Let me make it straight…
I love football
I like cricket a lot
I have been known to take an interest in F1
I CAN’T STAND rugby

To me, rugby is played by overgrown men who are too clumsy to play football. It is a boring sport, with more standing around waiting for the game to get going, than running around doing something. You get more live play in a game of snooker.

Whatever tournament is supposedly going on, I don’t really care if it’s England, Germany or The Faroe Islands that win.

Plus, from what I’ve heard on the news, most rugby players are high on cocaine and chew blood capsules (If you’re going to cheat, just dive for a penalty like a football player).

I know writing this blog is a little risky. After all, I live in a rugby town and have my face on this site. Therefore I would like to let James Wilkinson and Mark Catt know that the profile on my blog is not really me. Below is my REAL profile… so watch out!

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