The real reason I have been out for 4 months is actually related to a death I have been mourning. It is the death of my beloved Wallabies, Australia's national rugby team. It was once a powerhouse but alas today it is a shadow of its former self. Over-run by Gen Y prima donnas who are more interested in updating their FB feeds and talking about themselves in the third person rather than upholding a 100+ year legacy. Can we have a tattoo-free, smart phone-free policy?
Do I sound like a grumpy old man. Well I am dab nab it. We are now ranked 4th in the world. It could have been 6th if the Argentines had beaten us over the weekend. I have built a pyre and am planning on burning all Wallaby paraphernalia. Kim will quietly rejoice.
In contrast, the South Africans and All Blacks played an absolute cracker of a game this past weekend to decide the Rugby Championship. No other code can match it for physical intensity and cardio-vascular demands. Enjoy: