"YOU BEUDY!"

 ... I yelled at the TV this morning when watching a replay match of the NZ women's rugby team beating the Aussi women's rugby team a few days back.

Obviously I yelled this as one of our wonderfully talented young women players scored another try.

Braxton Sorrenson-McGee

I was reminded of how, yeras, sorry, years ago I frightened the hell out of The Old Girl's godson. I was watching the All Blacks playing Wales and the Barrett brothers set up and scored a brilliant try. The godson was quietly playing with a train set on the floor in front of the TV and, inexplicably was showing no interest in the match even though he was about 3 yeras old then. WTF?

"YOU BEUDY!" I bellowed and the kid just about hit the roof sending his train off the rails.

The outcome of the rugby match was predictable with the All Blacks scoring seven tries to Wales' one with a score of 54:16 but it was still an exciting match to watch. Here's an imagined outtake from the commentary:

"The ball bounces short of touch and is scooped up by Beauden Barrett. He runs and passes to Jordie Barrett who evades a tackle then another and makes 20 metres up field. Jordie Barrett passes to Beauden Barrett who passes out to some other player. The other player sends a pass to Jordie Barrett but this is intercepted by Hugh Williams. Williams passes to James Williams who in turn passes to Steve Williams. Williams sees a gap and deftly chips the ball ahead but Jordie Barrett races across and intercepts the kick, quickly passing to Beauden Barrett ..... "

The Old Girl came to see what the fuss was and made disparaging remarks about my 'parenting' skills.

I guess that I wouldn't be able to do grandfatherly things or teaching things like Richard does.