I'm in a place called Rugby. I thought it was a coincidence that this place has the same name as the game. Turns out the game was invented here. Apparently, while playing football - or soccer - in 1823 a young punk by the name of William Webb Ellis caught the football in his arms and ran with it. And THAT is how the game was founded.
What a load of crap! That's called "hand-ball" in my books. Of course this story is heavily disputed, but the Rugby World Cup trophy is still named after the little cheater. In reality, I reckon he was a weeny, little boy who accidentally caught the ball and then ran like hell to escape a beating by the other kids.
It is, however, a coincidence that I'm working here during the Rugby World Cup. The day that I arrived I was forced to watch a game with one of the other Chiropractors. I think I successfully faked an interest in the sport.
I'm working here for two weeks. There is nothing to do here. I'm sharing the house with a Tasmanian alcoholic and a Manchester Terrier - which is still too young to eat. Poo!
What a load of crap! That's called "hand-ball" in my books. Of course this story is heavily disputed, but the Rugby World Cup trophy is still named after the little cheater. In reality, I reckon he was a weeny, little boy who accidentally caught the ball and then ran like hell to escape a beating by the other kids.
It is, however, a coincidence that I'm working here during the Rugby World Cup. The day that I arrived I was forced to watch a game with one of the other Chiropractors. I think I successfully faked an interest in the sport.
I'm working here for two weeks. There is nothing to do here. I'm sharing the house with a Tasmanian alcoholic and a Manchester Terrier - which is still too young to eat. Poo!
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