I believe in the blood on the pitch, the jammed fingers, the broken ankles, thumbs and spleens, the baddest bitchasses in the world. I believe in rubber balls, knee socks, pouring sweat, & sniffing ass in scrum downs. I believe in mud in every crevice of my body, in nicknames, tears of joy, pain of defeat, collared shirts, & shining moments. I believe in the game, the socials, and that pain is progress. I believe 'if you can't win the game, win the social.' I believe that glory is fleeting, that cursewords are a blessing, & that the line will always have my back. And above all else, I believe in the love of the game.