By my own dubious, non-scientific calculations, the merry band of Red Liners ran circa 250 miles this year in various bursts and 100, 200, 400, 800 meters and up and down hills. We ran our warm up lap over 50 times and never once did a side...
Read moreThe Iron Throne was once again the venue as we continued our year long survey of strange British games. 8 strong lads gathered in the pre dawn gloom to work on the basics of Rugby Union, a hooligans game played by gentlemen. After standard...
Read more11 brave pax headed to the Iron Throne of Great Britain to endure a VQ and learn about a strange British game. Things got off to a shaky start as YHC paraphrased/mangled the F3 core principles, and then things went further asunder when I failed...
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