I read this in the Daily Mail. Brilliant.
I think all rugby players feel this way.
Why rugby is definitely worth a try
With the prospect of rugby fever engulfing the nation and parents deliberating over whether or not they should allow their offspring to participate in what is traditionally seen as a somewhat dangerous sport, may I offer my own perspective?
I played rugby from the age of 11 to 35. I have cauliflower ears, a broken nose, arthritic elbows and a collapsed vertebra that means I will have to take painkillers for the rest of my life. I have cracked ribs and broken fingers more times than I care to remember and stopped playing only when a knee joint demanded either extensive surgery or walking away from the game while I still could walk.
On the other hand, I also received the friendship and camaraderie of some truly wonderful people from all sections of society and from all creeds.
Just as important, I discovered a confidence in myself, engendered by stretching myself both physically and mentally beyond previously unimagined limits.
I learned to enjoy victory (sometimes) and to cope with defeat (many times) without ever losing the urge to compete. I learned teamwork, fair play, integrity, respect and resolution.
I learned the values of life.
So I would say to any parent: have no fears, encourage your children, support them and watch them grow into the people you would like them to be. I have no regrets at all: I loved playing the game, I love watching the game and always will.
Besides, breaking my nose completely cured my sinus problem.
David Branchett
Leyland, Lancs
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