Saturday, 10 January 2009

The old ones are always the best #3652

With his team 36-0 down at half-time the coach stormed into the changing room as the second half of the game was about to begin.

"Right!" he roared. "All of you lazy, good-for-nothing, thickheaded bastards - get out on that field - now!"

All the players jumped to their feet and rushed out onto the field - all except for the little scrum-half sitting in the corner.

"Well?" roared the coach.

"Well," said the little scrum-half. "There certainly were a lot of them, weren't there!"

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