This is a bit of a departure from the usual posts on this blog, but I saw this post on touch rugby made by a friend of mine which I felt was very relevant, so thought I'd put it up here as food for thought. Have taken the liberty to make minor editing decisions, and am not citing the author out of respect for privacy concerns.
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this is precisely the reason why i don't want to play touch competitively anymore.
it's not about how good/bad my teammates are, or to be more precise, how familiar/unfamiliar they are with the sport.
it's not about running until my legs are about to give way, my lungs begging to burst.
it's not about how many dropped balls are there, or how many silly changeovers happen.
it's not even about inconsistent refereeing.
it's about the opponent not showing basic respect and courtesy for everyone else on the pitch.
if you think your rugby skills greatly surpass mine, go ahead - i'm not interested in contesting that fact, no matter how misplaced it might be.
but don't blame your players' fatigue for your lack of sportsmanship, engendered by the fact that you wouldn't think twice about mowing down a girl.
ironic, isn't it? strutting around like you're some big deal, just to feel so threatened by a GIRL that you feel the need to take her down, no matter what.
shouting at the referee from the sidelines, thinking you know all the rules? (by the way, honey, i heard you weren't anything to write home about when YOU took the whistle.)
mocking the other players playing their hearts out for this stupid little competition, when they've represented the country overseas?
but then again, what do you know? to you, this is all just a joke.
who cares about fair play, sportsmanship or friendships? it's not like we're supposed to impart these values to our students in the future, right?
it's not about how good/bad my teammates are, or to be more precise, how familiar/unfamiliar they are with the sport.
it's not about running until my legs are about to give way, my lungs begging to burst.
it's not about how many dropped balls are there, or how many silly changeovers happen.
it's not even about inconsistent refereeing.
it's about the opponent not showing basic respect and courtesy for everyone else on the pitch.
if you think your rugby skills greatly surpass mine, go ahead - i'm not interested in contesting that fact, no matter how misplaced it might be.
but don't blame your players' fatigue for your lack of sportsmanship, engendered by the fact that you wouldn't think twice about mowing down a girl.
ironic, isn't it? strutting around like you're some big deal, just to feel so threatened by a GIRL that you feel the need to take her down, no matter what.
shouting at the referee from the sidelines, thinking you know all the rules? (by the way, honey, i heard you weren't anything to write home about when YOU took the whistle.)
mocking the other players playing their hearts out for this stupid little competition, when they've represented the country overseas?
but then again, what do you know? to you, this is all just a joke.
who cares about fair play, sportsmanship or friendships? it's not like we're supposed to impart these values to our students in the future, right?
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