Why We played The Game
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Why We played The Game
When the battle scars have faded
And the truth becomes a lie
And the weekend smell of liniment
Could almost make you cry.
When the last rucks well behind you
And the man that ran now walks
It doesn't matter who you are
The mirror sometimes talks
Have a good hard look old son!
The melons not that great
The snoz that takes a sharp turn sideways
Used to be dead straight
You're an advert for arthritis
You're a thoroughbred gone lame
Then you ask yourself the question
Why the hell you played the game?
Was there logic in the head knocks?
In the corks and in the cuts?
Did common sense get pushed aside?
By manliness and guts?
Do you sometimes sit and wonder
Why your time would often pass
In a tangled mess of bodies
With your head up someones arse?
With a thumb hooked up your nostril
Scratching gently on your brain
And an overgrown Neanderthal
Rejoicing in your pain!
Mate - you must recall the jersey
That was shredded into rags
Then the soothing sting of Dettol
On a back engraved with tags!
It's almost worth admitting
Though with some degree of shame
That your wife was right in asking
Why the hell you played the game?
Why you'd always rock home legless
Like a cow on roller skates
After drinking at the clubhouse
With your low down drunken mates
Then you'd wake up - check your wallet
Not a solitary coin
Drink Berocca by the bucket
Throw an ice pack on your groin
Copping Sunday morning sermons
About boozers being losers
While you limped like Quazimodo
With a half a thousand bruises!
Yes - an urge to hug the porcelain
And curse sambuccas name
Would always pose the question
Why the hell you played the game!
And yet with every wound re-opened
As you grimly reminisce it
Comes the most compelling feeling yet
God, you bloody miss it!
From the first time that you laced a boot
And tightened every stud
That virus known as rugby
Has been living in your blood
When you dreamt it when you played it
All the rest took second fiddle
Now you're standing on the sideline
But your hearts still in the middle
And no matter where you travel
You can take it as expected
There will always be a breed of people
Hopelessly infected
If there's a teammate, then you'll find him
Like a gravitating force
With a common understanding
And a beer or three, of course
And as you stand there telling lies
Like it was yesterday old friend
You'll know that if you had the chance
You'd do it all again
You see - that's the thing with rugby
It will always be the same
And that, I guarantee
Is why the hell you played the game!!
And the truth becomes a lie
And the weekend smell of liniment
Could almost make you cry.
When the last rucks well behind you
And the man that ran now walks
It doesn't matter who you are
The mirror sometimes talks
Have a good hard look old son!
The melons not that great
The snoz that takes a sharp turn sideways
Used to be dead straight
You're an advert for arthritis
You're a thoroughbred gone lame
Then you ask yourself the question
Why the hell you played the game?
Was there logic in the head knocks?
In the corks and in the cuts?
Did common sense get pushed aside?
By manliness and guts?
Do you sometimes sit and wonder
Why your time would often pass
In a tangled mess of bodies
With your head up someones arse?
With a thumb hooked up your nostril
Scratching gently on your brain
And an overgrown Neanderthal
Rejoicing in your pain!
Mate - you must recall the jersey
That was shredded into rags
Then the soothing sting of Dettol
On a back engraved with tags!
It's almost worth admitting
Though with some degree of shame
That your wife was right in asking
Why the hell you played the game?
Why you'd always rock home legless
Like a cow on roller skates
After drinking at the clubhouse
With your low down drunken mates
Then you'd wake up - check your wallet
Not a solitary coin
Drink Berocca by the bucket
Throw an ice pack on your groin
Copping Sunday morning sermons
About boozers being losers
While you limped like Quazimodo
With a half a thousand bruises!
Yes - an urge to hug the porcelain
And curse sambuccas name
Would always pose the question
Why the hell you played the game!
And yet with every wound re-opened
As you grimly reminisce it
Comes the most compelling feeling yet
God, you bloody miss it!
From the first time that you laced a boot
And tightened every stud
That virus known as rugby
Has been living in your blood
When you dreamt it when you played it
All the rest took second fiddle
Now you're standing on the sideline
But your hearts still in the middle
And no matter where you travel
You can take it as expected
There will always be a breed of people
Hopelessly infected
If there's a teammate, then you'll find him
Like a gravitating force
With a common understanding
And a beer or three, of course
And as you stand there telling lies
Like it was yesterday old friend
You'll know that if you had the chance
You'd do it all again
You see - that's the thing with rugby
It will always be the same
And that, I guarantee
Is why the hell you played the game!!
gregortree- Posts : 3676
Join date : 2011-11-23
Location : Gloucestershire (was from London)
Re: Why We played The Game
Very nice poem, but for me Blazer's summation in Don't Drop the Egg is the perfect explanation of why rugby is amazing.
We got lash, we got craic,
we got banter, we got lashbanter.
We got drinking games,
we got International Drinking Rules,
we got dirty pints,
we got pints, shots, glasses of wine mixed
with beer.
We've got everything.
We've got the songs,
we've got the chants,
we've got the mates hugging,
we've got the mates… kissing.
But we're all just still mates.
There aren't many games where you'd break a limb for a mate.
There aren't many games where you can Poopie in a mate's hand,
and still be mates.
We got lash, we got craic,
we got banter, we got lashbanter.
We got drinking games,
we got International Drinking Rules,
we got dirty pints,
we got pints, shots, glasses of wine mixed
with beer.
We've got everything.
We've got the songs,
we've got the chants,
we've got the mates hugging,
we've got the mates… kissing.
But we're all just still mates.
There aren't many games where you'd break a limb for a mate.
There aren't many games where you can Poopie in a mate's hand,
and still be mates.
Looseheaded- Posts : 1030
Join date : 2011-05-10
Re: Why We played The Game
well, for me it was either ballet or rugby.
I hated pink.
I hated pink.
Biltong- Moderator
- Posts : 26945
Join date : 2011-04-27
Location : Twilight zone
Re: Why We played The Game
Bil
C'mon, your prop build never suited you to ballet.
Although lifting those skinny girls would have been be a piece of cake.
Paris Racing Metro have no problem with wearing pink.
C'mon, your prop build never suited you to ballet.
Although lifting those skinny girls would have been be a piece of cake.
Paris Racing Metro have no problem with wearing pink.
gregortree- Posts : 3676
Join date : 2011-11-23
Location : Gloucestershire (was from London)
Re: Why We played The Game
Mate, I was light on my feet. Still am, if it wasn't for those pink tights, I would have been dancing with the stars.
Biltong- Moderator
- Posts : 26945
Join date : 2011-04-27
Location : Twilight zone
Re: Why We played The Game
hahha Bil,
Well Mr Henson made it onto BBS Strictly Come Dancing, and look where that has taken his career since ! You could wind up playing for London Welsh if you played it right.
Well Mr Henson made it onto BBS Strictly Come Dancing, and look where that has taken his career since ! You could wind up playing for London Welsh if you played it right.
gregortree- Posts : 3676
Join date : 2011-11-23
Location : Gloucestershire (was from London)
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