TOUCH RUGBY

Today's the last day of my touch rugby season. I'm having this desperate urge to jot down everything related to touch rugby lest I forget it in future. Memory fades quickly and becomes impossible to grasp once it fades.
In summary, we came in 5th if I'm not wrong, behind SRJC,SAJC,PJC and JJC. 5th isn't a really good placing to be honest, but at least we have kept our 5th place tradition (we have been getting 5th for the past 3 years or so).

I still recall around this time last year, I was still loafing around at home having only one service CCA which required little commitment (for the start of the year at least). Then came this fateful day when I couldn't take the inactivity anymore and decided to email the touch rugby teacher in charge to ask if it was possible for me to still tryout for touch rugby. Till now, I'm grateful that I actually sent that email. My parents were against my joining of touch rugby as an additional CCA, citing the commitment required as well as the "roughness" of the sport. The word Rugby just didn't go down well with them. But I was adamant. Having 4 years of experience as a basketballer, I had gotten used to going down for training and juggling sports with academics. Initially when I first joined, I never knew I would come this far. I never envisioned myself actually taking part in the season as I hadn't been the best basketballer. But somewhere along the way, I fell in love with the sport. Maybe it's how there's no shooting of balls involved (I have always been terrible at it), but touch rugby has given me some of the best memories I have in Raffles. I can really say that we trained hard. Training was almost non-stop since April last year and our team even travelled to the NUS field to train when we couldn't use the school field. I'll always remember how we had 400m sprints every Thursday under timed conditions, or how we ran 40 minutes non-stop around the NUS campus. Despite the crazy training we had, I'll also always remember the laughter we shared and the crazy things we did (attempted April's Fool Joke on Meph). I can't say that I'm not upset that our effort has not translated into results, but I've learnt to move on (or maybe I've cried enough). All in all, I can say that touch rugby has been one of the best experiences of my life to date and I'm glad to have met each and everyone of them.

The mud is our blood

Run hard, play hard, for the try. RAFFLES.