I think it's safe to say that Rugby Sevens is unlike any other sporting event in the world.
First off: people get dressed in crazy costumes.
Friends and coworkers coordinate their costumes weeks in advance, many getting their costumes custom made for the occasion:
Others just slap on a sweet wig and *poof*, you're in costume.
There is no shortage of weird/fun/hilarious costumes and/or t-shirts:
We watch Rugby...
(Kind of.)
Hang out with our favorite people...
Eat yummy beef pies...
Hot dogs...
And fried chickon.
And enjoy delightful alcohol-free beverages.
Another thing that happens, which I've never seen anywhere, is that as people drink more and more, they start just throwing shit into the crowd, be it a cup of beer, a pitcher of Pimm (delicious alcoholic iced tea), or a bucket of half-eaten chicken and bones.
It is serious insanity. People chug beers out of smelly old shoes, give each other super atomic mega-wedgies, and build towers out of their alcohol pitchers which then become targets for EVERYONE to throw their beers/pitchers/chicken bones at.
Truly. Incredibly. Sh*t-tastic.
Special thanks go to Timmo who hooked up the tickets and costumes.
RUGBY! Who knew?
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