Desejo para todo mundo um feliz natal! Muita felicidade e alegria hoje e sempre. E natal é isso, uma reunião famíliar, com pais avós, filhos, tios e primos, muita alegria, alguma bebida e uma tonelada de músicas natalinas.
O espirito do rugby é muito parecido, inclusive no quesito músicas. O pessoal do site Planet Rugby (www.planetrugby.com) fez umas “músicas rugby-jingle bells”, desculpem não traduzir:
An appreciation of Stade Français
Deck the players with a pink jersey,
Stade la la la la la, la la Français.
‘Tis the club that shows no mercy,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Don we now our gay apparel,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Change our gear at your peril,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
See the blazing colours before us,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Pink flags, pink fans and don’t forget our bus,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Follow the team in merry measure,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
While we tell of playing pleasure,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Fast away the old kit passes,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Hail the new, full of multi-coloured lasses,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Dress in silk sheets, all together,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
Heedless of the abuse we weather,
Stade la la la la, la la Français.
The All Black fans’ 2011 World Cup wish
I’m dreaming of a yellow Webb Ellis trophy,
Just like the one I used to know,
Where the medals glisten,
and the rugby world listen,
To hear celebrations in the Eden Park front row.
I’m dreaming of a yellow Webb Ellis trophy,
Just like the one I used to know,
With 2-11 in our sight,
May our days be choke-free and bright,
And may our AB legend once again grow.
I’m dreaming of a yellow Webb Ellis trophy,
Just like the one I used to know,
With previous World Cups so darn tight,
May France’s days be numbered with fright,
And may all our supporters finally glow.
Robbie Deans’ appointment as the new Wallaby coach
Robbie, the new-born Aussie,
had a tough break back home.
And if you never heard or saw him,
That’s because he was never one to moan.
All the teams across the Tasman,
used to laugh and call him names.
They never used to like the Crusaders,
winning all the Super 14 games.
Then one foggy Christmas Eve,
John O’Neill came to say:
“Robbie with your rugby mind so bright,
guide my Wallabies team today.”
Then the whole of Australia loved him,
as they all shouted out with glee,
“Dingo Deans you beauty,
you’ll go down in history!”
The rise and fall of Toulon
Tana Umaga roasting on an open fire,
Mourad Boudjellal nipping at his nose.
Same excuses being sung by the Toulon choir,
And too many players being exposed.
Ev’rybody knows a win and good results,
help to make the season bright.
A big-spending president all aglow,
will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Jake White’s on his way,
he’s offered lots of advice on his consultancy stay.
And ev’ry opposition team is gonna spy,
to see if this club are now big fish to fry.
And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
to rich teams from far and wide.
Although it’s been said many times, many ways,
“Money doesn’t always buy you happy days.”
