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2012-09-08 22:30:34
28 votes, rating 5.6
28 votes, rating 5.6
My tighthead prop
I know I am a spaniard, but (SURPRISE) I have been playing rugby for the last 15 years.
When you play rugby you develop a BOND with your team mates. Specially if they are forwards, and you are a forward too. Its like a disfunctional fatty family.
There's a bunch of fatsos, and inside the group there is the first row. Its a heavy duty. Noone else wants to do it, and you fatty, its your turn to prove you right. We grew close game after game, year after year. We grew tighter game after game, scrum after scrum, maul by maul.
But nothing, and I really mean nothing, can really express what I feel now.
One of my best rugby mates drown'd 19 days ago at the very prompt age of 32. He drowned tryin' to save an old woman from a strong current in Marina, Asturias (Spain). He grew confident (WTF, WE'RE FUCKING RUGBYMEN, YO!) trying to save someone else... The old lady survived the day, but the ocean proved stronger than my friend.
His corpse was found 2 days later.
We had a long way together. School, rugby, uni... A real long way.
I feel like i can't walk straight. After 16 days I found the strenght to write this. I owe an apology to many people (specially my WIL mates), but I dont have the strenght to play right now.
Toño is not coming back. And you guys and your dead pixels are not going to bring him back.
I m gonna miss him. He was my brother, my friend. I could tell you guys tons of things about him. The way he saved my ass thousands of times in a game. The way I saved his ass thousands of times in a game. The way his laughter boomed over everyone else's in the third halves. The many times I brought him home, cuzz he was too piss'd to walk. The many times he brought me home, cuzz I was too piss'd to walk.
My parents could never give me a brother, but Nuffle/God/Universe gave me one. He was my 3 and I was his 1. He was my tighthead prop, I was the loose one. He was my brother in arms, like noone else was.
I'm sorry guys it might take me some time to adjust and come back.
My most humble apologies to all my WIL oppos. I'll be back, I promise I will, just not right now.
Take care,
T.
When you play rugby you develop a BOND with your team mates. Specially if they are forwards, and you are a forward too. Its like a disfunctional fatty family.
There's a bunch of fatsos, and inside the group there is the first row. Its a heavy duty. Noone else wants to do it, and you fatty, its your turn to prove you right. We grew close game after game, year after year. We grew tighter game after game, scrum after scrum, maul by maul.
But nothing, and I really mean nothing, can really express what I feel now.
One of my best rugby mates drown'd 19 days ago at the very prompt age of 32. He drowned tryin' to save an old woman from a strong current in Marina, Asturias (Spain). He grew confident (WTF, WE'RE FUCKING RUGBYMEN, YO!) trying to save someone else... The old lady survived the day, but the ocean proved stronger than my friend.
His corpse was found 2 days later.
We had a long way together. School, rugby, uni... A real long way.
I feel like i can't walk straight. After 16 days I found the strenght to write this. I owe an apology to many people (specially my WIL mates), but I dont have the strenght to play right now.
Toño is not coming back. And you guys and your dead pixels are not going to bring him back.
I m gonna miss him. He was my brother, my friend. I could tell you guys tons of things about him. The way he saved my ass thousands of times in a game. The way I saved his ass thousands of times in a game. The way his laughter boomed over everyone else's in the third halves. The many times I brought him home, cuzz he was too piss'd to walk. The many times he brought me home, cuzz I was too piss'd to walk.
My parents could never give me a brother, but Nuffle/God/Universe gave me one. He was my 3 and I was his 1. He was my tighthead prop, I was the loose one. He was my brother in arms, like noone else was.
I'm sorry guys it might take me some time to adjust and come back.
My most humble apologies to all my WIL oppos. I'll be back, I promise I will, just not right now.
Take care,
T.
Comments
Posted by pythrr on 2012-09-08 22:30:48
Tesi, so sorry to hear this.
I've had really good friends who I've played sports (rugby and soccer) with you many years, and I know I would be devastated if something like this happened to one of them. 32 is far too early to die.
Stay strong, kia kaha bro.
I've had really good friends who I've played sports (rugby and soccer) with you many years, and I know I would be devastated if something like this happened to one of them. 32 is far too early to die.
Stay strong, kia kaha bro.
Posted by Calthor on 2012-09-08 22:46:54
Although it's a shame to have missed your team squaring off against mine in the WIL, I dare say that you've had something way more important to do with your time.
I'm sorry for your loss, mate. I have nothing more to say than the usual, somewhat empty words of condolences.
Got to say though, dying while saving someone else is just about one of the noblest ways of dying.
See you on the pitch someday, when the time is right for it again.
I'm sorry for your loss, mate. I have nothing more to say than the usual, somewhat empty words of condolences.
Got to say though, dying while saving someone else is just about one of the noblest ways of dying.
See you on the pitch someday, when the time is right for it again.
Posted by Jeffro on 2012-09-09 07:20:25
The strength it took you to write this partially came from you wanting to pay homage to a friend, and partially from him urging you through the ether.
I don't know what you believe... but I believe part of him is still with you. He still can be.
Regards,
~j
I don't know what you believe... but I believe part of him is still with you. He still can be.
Regards,
~j
Posted by DukeTyrion on 2012-09-09 12:00:45
Sorry to hear the sad news Tesi.
I lost a couple of close friends growing up. My darts partner got killed by drugs and glue, and my friend that used to live opposite me was taken by cancer. Never seems right in ones so young, but it happens anyway.
All I can say is, time is a great healer, and as long as you don't forget them, they will still be with you.
I lost a couple of close friends growing up. My darts partner got killed by drugs and glue, and my friend that used to live opposite me was taken by cancer. Never seems right in ones so young, but it happens anyway.
All I can say is, time is a great healer, and as long as you don't forget them, they will still be with you.
Posted by rafadavila on 2012-09-10 17:24:00
Mucho animo Tesi!!
Posted by PigStar-69 on 2012-09-10 19:24:29
very nice story of good old days. so sorry for its tragic end. i played rugby for 10 years in front row. i understand your bond.
take care sir.
take care sir.
Posted by gansus on 2012-09-10 19:50:02
Sólo puedo decir que te acompaño en el sentimiento por lo que te ha pasado y que puedo perfectamente entender cómo te sientes.
Muchísimo ánimo para ti y para su familia. Pocas cosas puede haber más nobles que arriesgar la vida por otro. Descanse en Paz
Muchísimo ánimo para ti y para su familia. Pocas cosas puede haber más nobles que arriesgar la vida por otro. Descanse en Paz