I am playing seven a side rugby at the Keele University Tournament on Staurday, can't promise carnage, but it will undoubtably be amusing to watch a 45 year old, persuing, and being persued by people nearly young enough to be his grandchildren!
Mind you this tournament was outstanding for other reasons last year. As a charity raising jape, the Keele Women's Rugby section took to the field in their underwear, of course I cannot approve of such exhibitionism, or the objectivication of the women involved. If you feel you need to judge for yourself the level of debauchery to which the young women of this nation have sunk, you could always click on the link below.
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I am reminded of my days at college, when, suitably repressed, we men knew our place. We viewied women as intellectual, social, a-sexual, equals, partners in cerebral stimulation rather than the objectified subjects of gratutitous lusting.
All of us, except of course Sheffield University Mens Rugby team, four of whose members, infuriated by the existence of a women only meeting, and fuelled by copious amounts of beer, stormed said meeting in their birthday suits. Desporting themselves shamelessly, they declared that the attendees at the meeting could benefit from the adroit administration of the appendages jiggling 'twixt their thighs!
The result of this spectacularly rash interjection, a 12 month ban for the rugby team, and the banning of the members (and their owners) from the Union for life!
