It was brought to my attention that yesterday's blog made no mention of rugby, and was therefore beyond my jurisdiction. My response was that "rugby is life, and life is rugby", thereby leaving me free to post whatever I damn well feel like, see?
Today though, I am all business, and want to start by launching the great PRFC Bumper Sticker contest. I am soliciting (serious) suggestions for a bumper sticker to be created to promote both the club and the game. Since I am funding this little venture, that makes me the sole judge, and all participants agree to be bound by my irrational selection process. If not, then you are free to get your own stickers made. All submissions become the property of PRFC and become elligible for inclusion in all PRFC media. The winner will see their submission immortalized in a sticker that will be seen all over New England, will get a free one themselves, as will all club members who have paid their dues. Players who have not paid their dues can purchase one for five easy monthly payments of $19.99.
So go ahead and e-mail me your suggestions. Extra credit will be given for originality, wit and sucking up. Remember, it has to fit in approx. 4" x 10", so keep it brief. Once it seems like you have all had a go, I will post the best here, along with the ulitmate winner. Hard, sticky copies will follow shortly. Let me start the ball rolling with my own submission, "There's no crying in rugby". Geddit?
Alright, at the time of writing, practice was still on at Fox Street, 6pm. Some old boys may be filtering through as they prep for their game against Amoskeag, so please show them typical PRFC hospitality. Wait...on second thoughts, don't do that.
Lastly, since I will be away from the computer for most of the week, I must give props to the Mexican army of 1862 for sticking it to the French and giving us all reason to get hammered and eat nachos tomorrow. The full and objective account of typical French incompetence can be found here. "Muerte al Frances estupido", as we used to say in college.