Rugby World Cup - All over again!

Four years ago, the big worm and I embarked on a pilgrimage to France to follow the Rugby World Cup. It was 2 months of adventure and excitement that gave us memories we'll have forever. It was the first time I met the girl - a random bar in Montpelier where she captured my heart. Four years on and the girl and I are living together here in NYC.

Although the US has a team in the World Cup it doesn't seem as though the country has much time for it. It has a lot to do with the time difference I'm sure, but when has the IRB had any interest to capture newer markets at the expense of serving the core nations interests.

The major theme of France 2007 was the random places we found ourselves integrating with the locals and fellow rugby fans, usually into the small hours of the morning. With the exception of our location, NZ 2011 was no different. The games, served to us on a big screen via satellite, were shown in various bars in which rugby fans flocked to.

Getting home to bed after the sun comes up is another recurring them, although surfacing after lunch is more of a struggle 4 years later.