Nice!

For the Rugby story, that's pretty much it, except it started with him with the ball and I was about to tackle (err, try to tackle him) him. Instead, he just gave the ball to me, scooped me up, and ran me into his own end to let me score against them. Nice guy eh? I was was never a big guy but I was more muscle weight back then than now. Probaly 190 lbs. and he scooped me up like I was a baby lamb...... LOL!

They were indeed great guys and they only thing they did better than play Rugby was drink. First time ever our clubhouse ran out of everything.

With great power comes Awesome irresponsibility.