The Eighth Rugby World Cup gets underway live from Twickenham, God bless those who live there but don't 'get' rugby. I love it, it's the sport of gentle giants. The men are real men, they can take beating and survive. I once confessed to GO that when we first met he was wearing a rugbyish top, I noticed him straight away and thought he was a rugby player, he had that sort of stature, I was very attracted to him. He doesn't play rugby, unfortunately. However, I suppose, I get my rugby player without the worry of any injuries.
This year as always I am supporting Scotland, although I watch England very closely also (unlike football, I am German through and through then).
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