Category: BrightRock Plays the Bounce
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The 5 Stages of Coping With the Terrible Agony of a Rugby Loss
Denial. Anger. Bargaining. Depression. Acceptance. Be prepared – it’s going to be a shaky ride.
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It’s Time to Change the Way we Play Rugby to Win
The Boks recently beat Ireland in a Test series, but the win felt almost hollow, as they were just hanging in there for a great deal of the series, trying to tackle everything that moved while hoping to get a penalty within kicking range of the posts.
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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.
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If You Could Watch Any Game of Rugby live, What Would it Be?
From a South African perspective, that 1995 World Cup between South Africa and New Zealand at Ellis Park will be a popular answer. From the Boeing flyover to the raising of the trophy, I don’t think it would have been possible to maintain a resting heartbeat on that day.
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5 Life-Lessons We Can All Learn From Rugby
Sport is great for team building and fitness, it’s a nice distraction from reality, and it makes our weekends more entertaining. Most of all, though, sport teaches us some important life lessons.
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The Oke’s Guide to the Perfect Rugby Picnic
Before I carry on, droëwors is not biltong. Biltong should be delivered in stages. It should be rationed. Biltong during rugby is finished quicker than a new Harry Potter novel at a primary school.
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And the Greatest Stadium for Live Rugby in South Africa is…
It was a cold and wet winter’s day in 1992, the day I first went to Newlands rugby stadium. It was a special occasion. My dad had tickets for us to watch the Springboks versus then world champions Australia.
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The Day the Rugby Won My Irish Heart
My parents, both Irish passport holders as well as proud South African citizens, were too settled in their suburban lives during Apartheid to bother getting me that passport that would enable to me roam the world in my later life.
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How I lost the Mighty Battle to be the Number One Rugby Fan in the House
I used to pride myself on being able to tell you exactly why a referee was blowing up play a nano-second after he did so, but I bit my tongue ever since I called offside and she told me it was because the game had ended.
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Thanks Mom, for Teaching Me to Love Sport & Ignore the Haters
The representation of a sport-loving female demographic was always prevalent, thanks to my mom. I never felt weird or threatened for loving sport, because to me, it was just the normal thing to do even if you were a woman.