Not your average thursday

As a member of a club within the big, cosy community of the Swedish rugby union you might from time to time be asked to step up. (Ta en för laget så att säga.) I'm not talking about throwing yourself head first towards someone else's studs to make a try-saving tackle, nor about drawing five defenders and offloading the ball microseconds before getting smashed and breaking a few ribs in the process while your winger scores points and glory. During winter season the most heroic thing you can do for your team is to prove how wholesome and pure our club is. This you do by peeing in a cup when you get a visit from the Swedish Doping Board (a better name would maybe have been Swedish Anti-doping board, but what do I know?)


Last thursday four players were picked to participate in said event, all four evidently dried out after an hours touch rugby without water break. Let's just say it took some time. Some were more annoyed than others and complained loudly about swedish way of doing things - maybe because he only managed to squeeze out 3 of the required 90 ml? For all I know he might still be there...

This isn't him!