Footballers’ wives and girlfriends were on a winning streak at the 2006 World Cup but now their time is up. Let us hear no more of rugby WagsHours out from the Rugby World Cup opening ceremony,and journalists are still trying to fabricate (to make up, invent) Wags happen again. Its an incredibly moving scene.
In fact, whether you want the essence of the relationship between Her Majesty’s Press and the idea of Wags, or picture a cop whose partner has just been fatally shot in a routine call that turned into an ambush. You know that at some point,he’s going to gain to stop administering CPR, and fall back against the wire fence with his head in his hands, and as the backup sirens fade too late into earshot. But correct now he’s desperately pumping up and down on his buddy’s chest,crying distinguished snotty tears and screaming: “Dont you die on me, you bastard! I can’t do this without you!”Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com