Saturday, 2 February 2008

Rugby Yawnion

A few observations while sitting here watching the England-Wales kick n clap. Why is it that despite the referee telling everyone what to do(use it, roll away, leave it, offside) there are still so many penalties conceded, which are then converted into an unmerited 3 points? It is a matter of time before the ref scores a try.

Half the game is wasted on crooked scrums. Who gives a flying witch's fart anyway? The pre-scrum instructions 'paw', 'lie down', 'roll over', 'play dead' are particularly absurd.

Forward passes and knocks-on are ignored in a desperate attempt to get some action going. Could be watching the Supperbowl.

You are not allowed to knock someone over. You must 'use your arms'. Why? Might as well play poofball.

What is a ball-carrier? is it a new position? aren't they supposed to do that? is a footballer a ball-kicker?

Hard yards? roly-poly trundles 3 feet and falls over. Not that hard. Same goes for 'big hits'(tackles)and 'intensity'.(intensely boring).   

It must be the only game where you get a standing ovation for kicking the ball off the pitch. The crowd touches the ball more than the players.

If I keep on piling on the suet I might eventually be fat enough to get a game meself. Such is the dismal standard of athleticism of half the players, I don't think rugby union qualifies as a sport at all.

That's better. Turned over to watch Leeds-Hull KR. Nice to have the iron men of the handling code back on our screens. After laughing at Kenneth Williams look-alike Toby Flood, it is a pleasure to watch Leeds' Robert Burrow, the world's toughest midget.

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