1. I’m no rugby fan, don’t know much about the rules or anything, but I was under the impression that if you weren’t bleeding from somewhere at some point during the match, you were doing it wrong.
2. Doesn’t it seem odd that a professional Rugby team would be named after at best a fruity jester-type in funny clothes, and at worst a series of romance novels? “Lars’ jersey was ripped from his heaving chest, and his pecs gleamed in the midday sun. It was all Bianca could do to keep herself from running out of the stands and mounting him, then, seconds later, Goal! Bianca was awash in joy and lust. She stashed her foam #1 finger snugly in her ample cleavage and cheered with the rest of the crowd.”