It might have been the drink. It might have been the atmosphere. I'll blame it on anything - but truth is the shame and guilt won't go away regardless of what I tell myself. I can't believe I did this to one of my life's great loves, it's a treachery without comparison and I deserve nothing but scorn and public humiliation. When I looked in the mirror this morning I saw a truly despicable figure with a moral hangover nothing can cure. There's never been a walk of shame more worthy of it's name...
Yes. It is true. I partied with the Uppsala 86ers... But Rugby, I still love you!
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