Posts Tagged ‘Welshy Rugby’

As a welshman (a gassing hairy one), I’m very proud of my culture, heritage and passion that I’ve grown up with. Somehow, soon as we entered the world for the first time, we look around us and we don’t cry like other babies…we’re comforted by the picteresque hills that surround us. Our first words aren’t ‘Mammy’ or ‘Daddy’…they’re ‘alright butt?’

We’re born with a passion for our land…much to the point that it seems as if knowing our National Anthem is more important than any qualification we could ever get.

And with this in mind – one of the biggest things that unite as a nation – is international day with an oval shaped ball. Over the years, Ryan Giggs came close to winning over our hearts but just didn’t quite cut it – especially since our rugby skills grew from…

‘run forward and hope for the best’

 to…

‘exciting rugby’ reminiscent of the 70’s.

And I am one of many ‘boyo’s and butt’s – who love watching the welsh dragon fly high as we cross over the try line…(especially if its against the english!) But if only we blokes in the church could get as passionate about God as we did every time the six nations crop up, if only we got to know the living word as well as we know our top 15.

I do love my rugby, and this is not meant to put a dampner on our passion for it. I love it – its a big part of welsh identity and I do so hope we finally get our act together against the paddies and play for the full 80 minutes, as opposed to just turning up in the second half!

BUT; as blokes who attend church, who follow God, who seek to know him more – got as passionate about God as we did every time Shane goes over on the left wing; then who knows…maybe our walk with him would get just as exciting, if not more so. Just a thought.

End Gass.

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