Rugby is part of my life and has always been.
My dads family has played it for a few generations. My dad himself played first grade rugby until he was fifty.
I first played competitive rugby as a nine year old.
I played in the under 14 competition because that was the youngest competition available. I played against guys four or five years older than I was. But I was able to hold my own quite well.
There is something magical about this game.
I don't really know what it is but there is a magic about this sport. Bashing and crashing your body for 80 minutes may sound crazy and it is a little. But it is so rewarding.
Fifteen as one.
Rugby is a complete team sport. Everyone on the field has a role to play, and I think this is the part I enjoy the most.
Learning how to work as part of a team is a great life skill. Knowing that there are times you have to rely on others to help achieve something together.
The greater good
Being part of the greater good makes all the hours put in to become proficient at what is essentially a game really makes sense when you win and succeed with your friends and brothers.
Brining family together
My dad and I never had the closest relationship, one thing that we share a common love for is Rugby. As an adult playing alongside my actual brother and my dad as we won a championship was great.
Rugby has been described as a hooligans game played by gentlemen. And it is true for the most part. You always address the officials as sir. And you shake hands and clap off your opponent.
These reasons are why I love it.
Besides the physicality I really enjoy everything that goes along with it. From the camaraderie and the way you can take the lessons learned and use them in your life.
My Body will hate me.
If I make old age my body will hate me for putting it through the intense physical battering I did. But if I had to do it again I would in a heartbeat. Rugby has helped shape me into a decent man