Since the announcment of the Saracen tour to France I have held high hopes about culture and attitude of the french towards rugby. After yesterdays game and meal afterwords, I can confirm that my previously high expectations have been blown away. The defeat on the pitch was quuickly eased by the hospitatlity and generosity of the French rugby players, we were immediately greeted with gifts, smiles and food before we had a chance to take off our boots.
Over a delicious meal and free flowing wine any language barriers were shattered by traditional rugby culture. Using broken frenglish and charades the Saracens bonded well with our Fench counterparts. This is what I love most about the rugby, the traditions and customs we practice as Mighty Saracens are welcomed and echo'd in the French rugby culture.
Yesterday the Saracens learned a lot about what it means to be a Rugby Player and also that our beloved (sort of) "Buffalo" proves to be a silly thing when met with cider and wine.
No comments:
Post a Comment