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The Clubhouse Bar
a short story about me getting into rugby
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<blockquote data-quote="bates" data-source="post: 211082"><p>Alright, here is a little text I wanted to write and to share with you.</p><p>After being and participating on this board for almost a month now.</p><p>I decided to share my story, it’s entitled: Is it easy to be hard?</p><p></p><p>So here we go:</p><p></p><p>The interest for rugby slowly took me in its grip. I remember watching my first games on BBC1. Spending at least 2 hours in front of the tube. That’s when I first saw the Haka and I was really impressed by it. After the game I then went out and did some chilling with my mates. Playing some basketball and doing some skateboarding. Awesome!!!! </p><p></p><p>The first I really played rugby was at the age of 15 during our annual sports day at school. I scored 3 tries and the feeling was awesome. So this was a first introduction to the sport.</p><p></p><p>2 years ago, during my college period, I didn’t know what to do.</p><p>Which decisions to take. I decided to grab my chance, apply for an abroad internship and a dream came through. Destination; New Zealand, the Godfathers of rugby. This in combination with my interest for Kiwi music, it were the best 6 months of my life so far.</p><p></p><p>Spending time in the breathtaking nature of New Zealand, I started writing music again, reinventing and improving my sound. Making new friends and off course playing rugby.</p><p></p><p>In the neighborhood were I used to life you’d find the best mix of what the South Pacific could offer. Every day playing a game with Samoans, Tongans, Fijians, Kiwis, Maoris and 1 Belgian.</p><p></p><p>Every day I saw my game improving and I learnt a lot about techniques, rules and off course the national teams which they supported.</p><p>After the game going to the local liquor store buying and especially trying some beers. I made friends for life, just by playing this.</p><p></p><p>When I went to Fiji, I was playing rugby every morning with the staff of the resort.</p><p>And in the evening chilling on the beach having a couple of Fiji draughts.</p><p></p><p>While being involved in this sport, I was shocked or charmed, it depends on how you look at it, that there is so much respect for players, teams, fans.</p><p>For each other, for others. As a European it was a completely new experience for me. We are used to soccer games, where there is a lot of racism and violence going on.</p><p></p><p>Anyway, to end my story.</p><p>I’m still keen on rugby, getting up early in the morning to see a game.</p><p>I’m loving it, I hope you guys liked reading my little contribution.</p><p>As I’m not really a writer I don’t expect to win a Pulitzer price for it </p><p></p><p>Greetings.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="bates, post: 211082"] Alright, here is a little text I wanted to write and to share with you. After being and participating on this board for almost a month now. I decided to share my story, it’s entitled: Is it easy to be hard? So here we go: The interest for rugby slowly took me in its grip. I remember watching my first games on BBC1. Spending at least 2 hours in front of the tube. That’s when I first saw the Haka and I was really impressed by it. After the game I then went out and did some chilling with my mates. Playing some basketball and doing some skateboarding. Awesome!!!! The first I really played rugby was at the age of 15 during our annual sports day at school. I scored 3 tries and the feeling was awesome. So this was a first introduction to the sport. 2 years ago, during my college period, I didn’t know what to do. Which decisions to take. I decided to grab my chance, apply for an abroad internship and a dream came through. Destination; New Zealand, the Godfathers of rugby. This in combination with my interest for Kiwi music, it were the best 6 months of my life so far. Spending time in the breathtaking nature of New Zealand, I started writing music again, reinventing and improving my sound. Making new friends and off course playing rugby. In the neighborhood were I used to life you’d find the best mix of what the South Pacific could offer. Every day playing a game with Samoans, Tongans, Fijians, Kiwis, Maoris and 1 Belgian. Every day I saw my game improving and I learnt a lot about techniques, rules and off course the national teams which they supported. After the game going to the local liquor store buying and especially trying some beers. I made friends for life, just by playing this. When I went to Fiji, I was playing rugby every morning with the staff of the resort. And in the evening chilling on the beach having a couple of Fiji draughts. While being involved in this sport, I was shocked or charmed, it depends on how you look at it, that there is so much respect for players, teams, fans. For each other, for others. As a European it was a completely new experience for me. We are used to soccer games, where there is a lot of racism and violence going on. Anyway, to end my story. I’m still keen on rugby, getting up early in the morning to see a game. I’m loving it, I hope you guys liked reading my little contribution. As I’m not really a writer I don’t expect to win a Pulitzer price for it Greetings. [/QUOTE]
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