Rugby game

America's rugby team, the Eagles, came to Utah to play against Uruguay. Aaron couldn't have been happier. we had front row seats, right in the center, the weather wasn't too bad and thankfully we had an absolutely wasted rugby fan right behind us to keep us thoroughly entertained. But more about him later.

first of all, it's quite irritating when a rugby player has better hair than me. i don't care how good he is, it's just not right!

 

 

And to run around, letting it swing side to side, flying in the air - full of bounce and body, was like a knife to my back. cruel, cruel world.

 

But, then i saw Captain American and realized that the drunk guy behind me was right - FREEDOM - was all that mattered. not having thick, long, naturally curly hair... just freedom. (by the end of the game he couldn't remember who was playing anymore so he just started yelling, "FREEDOM".)

 

when i finally got over my jealousy of Fabio - i mean Todd Clever (who not only has great hair, but is also the captain of the Eagles and was awarded the Men's Rugby Player of the Year) i realized i had used what remained of our camera battery. thankfully, the man upstairs had some mercy (and to prevent aaron from killing me) i had enough juice to get one great shot of the game we were actually there to watch.

 

The Eagles won. Aaron was happy. I learned that Freedom is what matters. It was a great night for rugby.