Author: Ebrahim Moolla
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To be a Fan is to be a Fan for Life
The true heroes of the sidelines are those who support their team through thick and thin, knowing that the day will come when they’ll be cheering on the champions again.
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Why I’ve been counting the little blessings of life during lockdown
The enforced isolation of lockdown isn’t an easy burden to bear, but it also grants us time to reflect, to reorganise, and maybe even finally get down to all those nagging little chores around the home .
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Watch out, world! This is the year I become a Japanese Sword Fighting Expert
Learning to tackle your life and work goals one resolution at a time, instead of battling to multitask, can free you to focus on that big, crazy hobby you’ve always had to put on the back-burner For all that January buoyancy, the reality is that the vast majority of resolutions fall by the wayside by…
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What Japan’s brave rugby warriors can teach us about embracing chaos
Rugby is the most unpredictable of games, with every bounce of the ball whipping up a whirlwind of chaos. But in the midst of chaos lies opportunity, as Japan’s giant-slayers keep on proving. What can they teach us adapting to the world of change around us?
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Why the Rugby World Cup makes me wish I was a dad
There’s something about rugby’s greatest spectacle that brings out paternal feelings, even if you’re just watching on the couch from home
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Supporting the Proteas is like losing your job. You learn to live in hope!
Hunting for a job in the current economic climate can make you feel like a Protea wilting at the World Cup, but you can still win if you’ve got the right attitude and the best possible pitch
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Why Women’s Rugby is Growing in Leaps, Bounds, Scrums, & Kicks
World Rugby has revealed that the number of registered female players worldwide rocketed by 32,34% between 2014 and 2015. In 2015, there were 76 046 more registered female rugby players than in 2014, for a grand total of 311 204.
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Why You Have to be Just a Little Insane to be a Loyal Rugby Fan
Some will scoff at the thought of investing such energy into 15 men with obscenely large pectorals chasing an oval ball around a patch of grass, and will look at you like you’ve just rambled on for an hour about how deftly you’re able to gut a mackerel.