Being the only defender at a breakdown is an awful feeling, everyone’s looking to blow you up from a full sprint & you’re just there, straddling your downed mate holding tight to their jersey like an asshole. Also refs don’t call through the gate enough
I must say it’s been a long time, but I seem to remember enjoying that feeling. I was much younger though. I imagine in my thirties that getting whacked at speed hurts a lot
Being the only defender at a breakdown is an awful feeling, everyone’s looking to blow you up from a full sprint & you’re just there, straddling your downed mate holding tight to their jersey like an asshole. Also refs don’t call through the gate enough
I must say it’s been a long time, but I seem to remember enjoying that feeling. I was much younger though. I imagine in my thirties that getting whacked at speed hurts a lot