Golden Oldies
I'm just back from Petone Rec, where lots of old fellas were running around after an oval ball. Oval? I don't think the ball was oval. Elongated perhaps.
It is some rugby thing. Hadyn wrote about it on the Wellingtonista.
There were blokes from all nations. While I haven't watched much rugby since pretending for a year solid I was really into it - to make Glen fall in love with me (which was 11 years ago now) - I do like the smell of liniment and lots character. Those teams had both by the bucket load.
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Clearly not as interesting as the round ball game we play down at The Shed of Dreams . . . .
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