Thursday, February 18, 2010

Mud and glory

These are two words that often go together when you're talking about rugby. I won't talk about glory here, but sure enough yesterday evening we had plenty of mud. And I thought that Crespi was bad... What a fool!

As the icing on the cake, I also somehow managed to get a massive blow in the breastbone, which prevented me to normally continue the training. This should teach me (remind me) what the right position is when you are about to impact on a defender. Instead of making for the changing room, I went on running on my own and did not abandon the field, opting instead to collect some more mud before taking a (cold) shower.

That brings me back to square one... to be honest, not that I'd gone much farther than that so far...

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