My partner isn't allowed ask me questions during the Six Nations.
Not for any misogynistic reasons, I just don't want her to realize that I still don't understand all the rules of Rugby despite watching it for twenty years.
Not for any misogynistic reasons, I just don't want her to realize that I still don't understand all the rules of Rugby despite watching it for twenty years.
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The flankers mysteriously understand every single fucking loophole.
Mind you, at my school the Dewi wannabe was a good-looking popular type, so hitting him was even more entertaining
I’ll probably end up eating it, but still.
It happens to the best of us!
You'll have to let us know how that went 😳
Isn't it enough to watch 30 of our largest men run into one another for 80 minutes without having to understand what is happening?
"Bold of you to assume that I understood it then."
Now I just gesticulate wildly, mutter incoherently and purposefully swig a beer if a question is ever aimed my way
- It's a Tuesday, but the third Tuesday of the month, and the man with the cloth hat isn't allowed to touch it until the fifth kick of the game. He got impatient.
The reasoning behind that is rules are black and white where as laws can be interpreted.
There's one for you to impress the lads with!
I thought the ref blew his whistle randomly.
*I watched 5 years of my son's matches. Still none the wiser.