Saturday, 31 January 2015

That's ma boy!

Today was my first match as a proper, fully fledged rugby dad as I watched my son, TF Jnr, make his rugby debut for his school Year 7 (Under 12) team.

Along with several of his team mates this was TF Jnr's first proper, full contact match (previous experience having been limited to tag rugby), and the first match of the season for the team (rugby being played only in the 2nd term) - the weather having put paid to the last couple of weekends.

Selected as number 8 (YES!), he played the whole of what at times was a chaotic and shambolic affair (with the occasional outbreak of rugby) against bigger and more organised opposition, capping his performance by running three-quarters of the length of the pitch to touch down under the posts for his debut try. Proud doesn't even begin to describe how his old Dad felt…

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