Brian and I went to see a Leinster Rugby Match in Dublin just the other day. Brian's cousin is married to one of the starters on the team, Mike Ross. We didn't really know until we got to the game and talked to people at UCD how big a deal that actually was. He's basically the Richard Seymour of the team.
I must say, after watching the match, and as someone who appreciates endurance sports, I appreciate rugby players much more than football players. Not only do they not wear pads, and get hit just as hard, but they then have to get up and continually run for 40 minute halves.
The energy was unbelievable...and when Molly Malone (that's a song by the Dubliners adopted by Leinster sort of like Tessie at Fenway) started playing, everyone went nuts. It was cold and windy, but a great game to watch. I'm definitely going to watch more of it now that I've gotten a chance to see it played at a high level.
After the match (which was a blowout, something like 47-15) we got a chance to go to a clubhouse with the players and their families for a pint. It was really interesting to talk to Mike about his experiences playing rugby and see some of the other guys on the team (these dudes were huge. some tall, but all of them just jacked out of their minds). I'm hoping we'll be able to go back and see another match at least once before the end of the semester.
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| Mike is #3, right next to 5 |
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