one more step

In rugby sevens, seven players take the field for each team and play two seven minute periods. Fourteen people on a field slightly larger than an American Football field where normally 30 reside. It is played at a whirlwind pace, and a single bad pass or missed tackle can result in a score for the other team.

About two minutes in, you are scraped and bruised from collisions and the ensuing wrestling for the ball and the pursuit, but you are full of adrenaline. Your legs pump and you power through tackles wreaking havoc when your shoulder drives through your man. There is no rest for either of you as you scramble quickly to your feet and pursue to stay in the flow. By minute 5 your legs burn, your breath comes in heaving gasps, and you operate from muscle memory and will. Those last two minutes are when fit teams separate. Machine like they pass crisply and cut sharply and deliver driving shoulder tackles when the lesser teams stumble and grasp emptily at you as you run past.

Then the whistle and the glorious halftime, that one minute of drink and rest and regrouping before the madness begins again.

To win the tourney, repeat for six or seven games in a day. We were good. With Paulie, TK, two Tommies, Hawk, Zep, Janiczek, and a Billy we won more often than lost. We were at Poe Ditch field near Bowling Green College in Ohio and it was 90 degrees in the sun with no shade for one hundred miles, just cornfields as far as the eye could see. It was our fourth match and Tommy P was all over the pitch, supporting, tackling, using his smooth side step to spring past his man. After the match I asked him how he could do it in that heat when even our fittest were wilting. His reply:

“I know I can’t run all the way down the field, but I can always get on my feet and take one more step. You just have to do it.”

I think of that remark often. Sometimes I struggle, but I can always get to my feet and take one more step. Today was a hard day, but tomorrow I will take one more step.

May you always have one more step.

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6 Comments on “one more step”

  1. Yes, very often that one more step makes a very big difference. Not just in rugby but also in life.

  2. one more step…
    and go for the second win…
    šŸ™‚

  3. Eric Alagan says:

    Very true. Everyday, new opportunity…one more step.

  4. Like the post, but love you. šŸ™‚


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