Wednesday, October 17, 2012
But how long can confused fascination really keep you entertained
We went to a Rugby match on Saturday.
Good, or shall I say Fun, things happen to me when we go to sporting events.
In February we got to ride with the conductor in the metro.
AND this time I ended up in the metro car with the Irishmen who sang the entire way to the match. Even breaking out a little Frère Jacques when the Frenchmen feigned that they had no songs to sing.
On the bright side, I am convinced that any sport played in open air is instantly more exciting when it rains and people start sliding 20 feet at a time.
I don't fully understand rugby, but how you cannot be completely fascinated by this