October 21, 2016

On Playing for the Heathens

I took up rugby again in my late twenties, after playing at school, and played on until I was about 34, when my twins were born. The last team I played for, before retiring, was the Fareham Heathens. My very aptly named local team. I am really happy that, along with their football (soccer) obsession, my twin boys are also really enjoying their time at the brilliantly family friendly team. We have even been given a small Heathens top, that my six-year-old boys take turns wearing:

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Oscar looking good in his kit

Oscar looking good in his new top[/caption] [caption id="attachment_9116" align="aligncenter" width="200"]

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My heathen twins[/caption] [caption id="attachment_9117" align="aligncenter" width="310"]

Pretty, eh?

Pretty, eh?[/caption] Here is the logo for the team:

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There is something delightfully right that my local team is called such, and that I ended my playing career at the heady heights of Hampshire 1 with such a team. I wonder if any team in the States for any sport would get away with such a name? Here's the challenge. Find me the best philosophically named sports teams out there. Any sport. Something different for the weekend...