The egg (rugby) is back, and I feel like curling up and dying my hatred for the sport is so strong. It goes back to childhood and no I wasn’t forced to play by some Nazi PE rugby-supporting teacher I just never got the union game.
The funny thing is I have always been a fan of rugby league, the northern game.
I am also happy the games for the Six Nations are now split between BBC and ITV for broadcasting after years of being exclusive to the BBC. I hate the way the Welsh media goes ape shit with the coverage and using ‘the whole of Wales are behind the boys’ well don’t count me in the rugby club.
It’s the only sport I don’t care if Wales win or not, the only sport. I don’t know why rugby and I are like oil and water there is no one point I remember where this all comes from unlike my love affair with football. Has a kid I don’t remember there being an anti-football and rugby thing and then again I don’t remember anyone say they were off to watch Cardiff RFC while we headed to Ninian Park to watch Cardiff City.
I remember someone calling it an event when Welsh rugby take to the field for the fans. The hats, giant daffodils/leeks, with lots of the crowd only interested in the few international games not the week in week out rugby fixtures. A don’t get me going on Max (ogi ogi ogi) Boyce I would dread is rugby comedy specials I have no interest in the famous Pontypool front row, famous where in Pontypool. However, there is one thing and one thing only I like about rugby is the fantastic TV comedy Grand Slam.
I would rather sit through four hours of the Super Bowl than the same period of rugby.
The BBC can schedule an afternoon of rugby my interests will be elsewhere the outcome of the big top of the table Premier League clash between Man City v Leicester City and later Cardiff City’s battle for points against MK Dons.
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