A big, fat,
bald bloke ran almost the length of the field in the nude as Queensland
were attacking the NSW line in the State Of Origin decider tonight.
Really? Are you sure the setting of scrums hasn't already achieved this? Or David Gallop's management? Or players' off field behaviour? Is
rugby league taking itself a little too seriously?
Let’s get
some perspective. Rugby league might be a
business, but it’s still a set of games, the results of which don't really matter. They engender nothing
but minor financial consequences (compared to, say, the carbon tax or comments
by the governor of the Reserve Bank) and perhaps a bit of pride.
Rugby
league has had a litany of scandal, with dumb, overpaid, drunken yobbos gang
banging women and passing them around like toys, but you’re worried about a
streaker?
He did
actually disrupt Queensland’s
attack as security guards eventually tackled him. But, frankly, so what? Did
women and children die as a result? Was the economy sent into a tailspin? Was
global warming accelerated?
It didn’t
even change the result of the game. In fact, the streaker was the best part.
“Millions of viewers around the globe
watched on aghast”.
No they
didn’t. Most were laughing and cheering him on, as they should. Here’s a bit of
video footage,
including Greg Bird’s dive.
Streakers
used to be common, especially at the cricket. I’m not suggesting that sporting
contests be invaded by streakers every ten minutes. Quality needs to come
before quantity so the act doesn’t get old.
Most
spectators (and commentators) used to have a bit of a chuckle when some bloke
who’d had a few too many decided to get his gear off and go for a trot. So it
briefly disrupted play. People had a few laughs and it taught us not to take it
all too seriously.
Now
commentators and officials try to act as if it were some heinous social
offence.
No it isn’t.
It’s fucking funny and there should be more of it. Take a bow, Wati Holmwood!
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