Rugby

Rugby is a violent game. I realized this today at my first practice with the Queen Mary Rugby Football Club. It took place in Victoria Park, a park (imagine that) about a mile from campus. The field was muddy. We did a few drills to practice certain aspects of the game, and eventually we began a game of scrimmage, fifteen players on each team.

The other players were friendly and explained various aspects of the game to me as we played. I won’t try to describe the game here because I’ll just confuse you, but I think I’m starting to understand it. There’s a lot of tackling, and a lot of yelling, and a lot of falling over and getting muddy. So far, I love it. There is an away game against another university this Wednesday, but I don’t think I’ll be going. I don’t have cleats or the right shorts or shirt, and I don’t know all the rules. I think I’ll sit this one out, but I’m looking forward to getting a chance to play.