Rugby Saved My Life - So my team mate claims anyway ....

The Extra B's were playing just round the corner from my house - I had to go along and watch - with kit as always....... To be greeted by Danger Russ "Ah Glad you are here, it's just you and me propping today, the others have blown out !"   My first 80 minutes of rugby in over 20 years. It will be fine ......... And it was fine - until the game descended into a scrum fest.  The referee lost the game, scrums awarded all over the place, it was really hard work !  But really enjoyable but knackering. Mid way through the second half, the second row bound in on the front row and the "squeeze" call was made as normal. Oh my dear lord !  The second row had crushed my swollen testicle.  Pain cannot be described but once the pressure was released it was bearable.  So - as you do - I played on, asked the second row to bind to the left and it was OK - and we won.  Great result - first win against Racal Decca in a while I was told which made the victor...

So we moved into 2017, thinking this will be our year.   After being made redundant in 2016 and the stress of searching for work for months and then securing a role, we thought that it can only get better, so we looked forward to 2017.   Our boys are enjoying their respective rugby and football and both excelling in school so things are looking good. However - my right testicle still hasn't returned to normal..... I'll give it another couple of weeks - no further playing to make sure it goes down - plus the Kids social diary doesn't permit me to play !  It will be fine........