A Thugs Game Played by Gentleman.

July 31, 2013 — Leave a comment

I have to admit I find the recent campaign by London wasps to raise awareness and acceptability for people to be open and honest about mental illness very sweet. Coming from the hyper macho, emotionally stunted, un-inclusive and very class-conscious world of rugby, they’re certainly the right people to speak out. It also shows that even though they’ve not been able to win anything for a few seasons, they’re keen for publicity.
75892_4197349064580_1074052887_nHowever it appears the moron they chose to interview has been living so isolated in this perverse and judgmental community, or maybe so far up his own muscular ass that he appears to actually believe having emotions is in fact a solely female trait. He talks, more than once, about being an emotionally conscious individual as, “getting in touch with his feminine side” or, “metrosexul”. I know many men, who are neither emotionally crippled, metrosexal or at all in touch with anything I would describe as their “feminine side”.

I hate to break it to him, but as it transpires, possessing emotions and being active members of intricate social groups (apart from drinking, jeering, “Nandos” eating, “bantering”, bicep comparing “lads”) is actually what makes us human… not feminine! The example used of player’s use of social media is interesting. I think it’s encouraging that rugby players are attempting to be a little more social and intellectually engaged over the Internet; he implies it’s girly. Well if that’s the case, I’m a right fucking little girl.

In our protein shake fed, gym pumped, aesthetically distorted, imaged obsessive generation, the rugby community have fused a jock culture borrowed from the Americans with a very English sense of self importance and class divide to turn the “gentleman’s game” into a very ugly and intimidating community. The wasps seem to be moving in the right direction, but I won’t be taking personality tips from them for now.

(Of coarse, I am generalising horrendously here. I happen to know some very keen and very pleasant rugby players. Don’t take me too seriously)

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