RWC

ok Pigs' this one is for you as you will not believe what I am going to write about or what awaits you as scroll further down. As you know, somehow, anything address to you loses meaning somewhere and always ends up as silly little notes and am afraid this one is also going to follow the same trend.

This year has been an interesting one. I had a lot of first experiences and if you have not guessed what the topic today is going to be by the cryptic title (an abbreviation rather), I will break my silence now. “My Rugby World Cup Experience”, which is on-going and addictive. New Zealand is hosting the RWC this year and the Friday of the opening ceremony (09/09/11) was a day of partying. I finished work around 2 O'clock that day and headed to Party Central (City Centre) to join in the celebration, I think (I had no expectations and just headed that way out of plain curiosity as to what the whole hype was about). A could sense a mad rush about 300m away from my intended destination. I have never in my life seen such a mad rush of people in NZ. Never knew so many people existed here in the first place. It was crazy, vibrant jammed and made me feel like home. Everywhere was packed with people screaming for NZ or TONGA, as that was the starting match of the series and the one happening that night. I stood around enjoying the thrill and excitement of the mood till late that night and later headed home after. And guess what, that night I saw my first rugby match ever NZ vs TONGA. The mood on screen was also electric. The games commenced after the initial shower of fireworks and some performances. And then it was business time with the TONGAN team performing their HAKA followed by the NZ's HAKA (my first ever time watching the most popular HAKA too). Then the players dispersed and took on their respective spots on the field. The game is played for 80 minutes and each half is forty minutes. The first half seemed like an easy victory for NZ, they were just cruising through the TONGAN's and of course it had a lot of scrumming, crounching, touching, horse engaging, tackling, shoving, blocking and pouncing, but the dislike I had to the game when I had initially moved the country was no more there. The second half, the TONGAN's seemed more in game and was absolute joy to watch (never in a million years thought I would utter such words, but there goes). And the highlight of the game in the eyes of any young female would have been the ripping off of the shirt of Sonny Bill William's as they all got a glimpse of his 6pack...but me as strange as I am didn’t know what to enjoy of the moment. (I think I prefer soccer players as they are more normally built unlike the huge built rugby player...but then again I am strange). My feeling at the end of the game was "I can get used to this”, and that exactly what I did...Saw NZ vs JAPAN last night for more obvious reasons...once again an easy win for NZ...Go ALL BLACKS or as mum would say Go AB! (lol) NZ, never having hosted any event so big, I did not know what to expect but I think they have coped with a few mishaps.
I will end this post with a video of the ALL BLACK performing the HAKA or WAR DANCE challenging or accepting a challenge...and err yes NZers dance before they play a match

Note:- the man in black at 1:11 minute is the captain of the NZ Rugby team Richie McCaw and the guy at 1:34 is Dan Carter...he is like David Beckham of NZ and advertises for Jockey ;)