Like all good cheerleaders on their knees, I have just given in to peer pressure. And while i do not expect to taste dick in the next few seconds I am not sure I can keep this up. But here we go.
Several of my friends, family, junior varsity hookups have told me i should write a blog; specifically they have said i should write a rugby/sports focussed web log. Well here it is. Over the next days/months/years I plan to give my account of what it is like to be part of my favorite bunch of squabbling 6-year-old girls that is my rugby club.
For the past nine-ish months I have been a member of the Columbia Olde Grey, a Division II men's rugby club in Columbia, South Carolina. This is a quality team, with some quality players, but they bitch, complain and shit on each other like conjoined twins wrestling over the last ex-lax brownie!
A few thing.
-- I do not intend to give spelling/grammar too much thought (see my i's that should be I's). i have to check grammar and spelling all day long at work, I'm not doing it here to.
--I apologies for the name of this blog, I know it is contrived and unoriginal but it is easy to remember.
--While i intend to talk about the life of Olde Grey, I will also delve into numerous other topics including my life, international rugby, football and why (no matter how hard you push the back of their heads) cheerleaders won't swallow!
Finally, this blog is for me, i do it for my own catharsis. However, if you want a thought on something, let me know.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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Miko, just having an sheep enthusiast like yourself talking about the sport I grew up loving is offensive in itself.
But I'm looking forward to hearing about rugby in a country which isnt massively hidebound and class conscious about it.
I'm especially looking forward to the many, many dick jokes which will flop disappointingly onto this page.
History never lies.
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