Weed With Willie
Big weekend...Friday night Willie Nelson was in town and a few of the boys and I went to check it out; couldn't miss out on a chance to see an icon. We, as per usual, missed the opener which was the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band and from all reports they were one of the best parts of the show. We got there just in time to see Willie come on stage and open the show with Whiskey River. He didn't sound all that great at the beginning but by the end of it he really came around and sounded like the old pro that he is. He played played his standards, some bluegrass, a set of blues, a hint of reggae and a nice song about Georgia.
The crowd was a real mixed bag but it was mostly old folks who had waited their whole lives to see him. They were a very subdued bunch and not because they were all fried - although that is a funny thought. A few young cowboys lit up a joint nearby and promply got kicked out; something to be said for discretion. I bet Willie would have let them stay.
Good times, good times
I got up early the next morning and played in rugby tournament. I remember when I was 19 I could play 4 games a day without flinching, stay up all night ,and do it again the next day without being all that beat up. Not so much any more; I could barely make it through the first two (half games) and welcomed a break during the third. We did have a good day though and we are now only 10 days from the Loyalists heading to Edmonton for the National Championships. The boys are raring to go and we are even bringing in some recruits. Fudgy and Thorpe are coming from Ottawa, McCluskey from Vancouver, and Michael (The Bad Lieutenant) Jordan from an undisclosed undercover location on leave from the Mounties. That looks like a pretty mixed bag too. Such is the game. Which is funny because I have often said, when people ask me to explain my love of the game, "Well, rugby is alot like a Willie Nelson concert...".
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