Idiotas del Dia
The Naples Rugby Club.
That's right, from good ol' Collier County, Florida straight down Calle Ocho.
Yesterday, July 4th, the Naples Rugby Club was scheduled to play an exhibition match in Havana against the Cuban National Rugby Team. That in itself may not sound incredibly bad; they could be going for humanitarian reasons, right?
Well, here's the invitation sent to fidel castro, which was only published in the Herald's print version:
"It would be our extreme honor and privilege if you would consider attending this contest between athletes from our two nations".
Team member Sean Reddick, a trial lawyer by trade, makes the following case:
''We wanted to go to Cuba because of the mystique of it,'' Reddick said. ``The fact that it's forbidden and you're not supposed to go there as an American and you have to jump through all these hoops to do it.''
At least Reddick is honest about his intelligence level:
''We're just a bunch of dumb rugby players; I don't know if we're qualified to really get into the politics of it,'' Reddick said.
"We're going to have a good time and go to support those guys. Rugby is different. You go out and play hard and rough, but the tradition afterward -- we call it the third half -- is to get together and have a little party.''
I guess that's what playing what is essentially football without pads will do to your brain cells.
Wonder if Reddick and the others even thought about what went through the minds of the Cuban rugby players as they held their post-match party? Did they think about freedom? About the hardships they surely face? About how the Americans can party so easily, then get on a plane and head back to tony Naples?
5 Comments:
As a former rugby player, I can say that I'm ashamed of these guys. But you are right must of us are dumb.
Conductor,
I guess then you must not have been involved in too many hard collisions!
The worst was on a kick-off to start a match. I'm a big guy so I played prop (line). So on kick offs I was on the front line and not used to handling the ball. The other side's kicker decided to pooch kick it right to me. Not knowing the technique for fielding it properly I camped under it like I was going to fair catch it (something that doesn't exist in Rugby). When the ball touched my hand, I was clotheslined by a prop from the other team. My nose broke and blood gushed everywhere. I was out of the match and off of the pitch after barely 3 seconds.
robert. sos un idiota, me majino que nunca fuiste a cuba. pero tipico de los cubanos en miami hablan mierda de cuba y su gobierno. si te hace sentir mejor te cuento que la gente en cuba no se mueren por el ultimo modelo de auto y proximo juego de play station 2, ellos valoran otras cosas como la educacion, familia, cultura, y comunidad. Y no se quejan de como otros paises y gobiernos se manejan si mismo.
tampoco ahi gente viviendo en la calles o gente muriendo se de hambre, eso si se ve en eeuu.
y con toda la oportunidad que pensas que tenes en eeuu y no en cuba, debedias educar a los cubanos en miami por que son la gente mas ignorante y estupida que he conocido en mi vida. (y no es genetico ya que los cubanos de verdad son muy listos y educados)
alexis,
Creo que mi cuento de los idiotas te parecio un poco conocido, no? Por eso su respuesta tan honesta.
Ha comprobado que usted no tiene ni el mas minimo conocimiento de la vida en Cuba, y menos de EE.UU.
Si quiere continuar esta conversacion, por favor dejeme su correo electronico la proxima vez, no sea tan covarde.
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