I Dream in Color

My sister’s boyfriend plays rugby and she began playing rugby last year. She loves it and by default I get to go to all the parties and matches and in a way I’ve become a “member” of the house. Both the boys and girls teams welcomed me and in a way taken me under their wing.

While the boys can be crude, rude and other wise a bit wild I love them and really I feel more at home hearing the boys sing dirty rugby songs and talking about which player is “more of a pussy” honestly I’d rather spend my 4 years at college hanging with them than going any where else.