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Chat Area => General Discussion Area => Topic started by: BazaJT on 10 January 2019, 07:54:22
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A report out after a study says that the greatest cause of injury among rugby players is due to being tackled :o Well no sh@t Sherlock :D :D
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Ha ha .
I wonder who paid for the report and who did it?
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Nothing quite like "stating the obvious" 😀😁😂
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A report out after a study says that the greatest cause of injury among rugby players is due to being tackled :o Well no sh@t Sherlock :D :D
Nothing quite like "stating the obvious" 😀😁😂
Its not quite that simple...
For the past X years, the greatest injury cause was being tackled, in 2017-18, the greatest cause was being the tackler. The report is an annual one and its purpose is to see track the effect on players when changes are made to the laws of the game.
World rugby know that as professional athletes continue to get bigger and stronger they are on borrowed time until they are forced to accept padding / head protection, just like Roosevelt did to the NFL. They don't want that so they continually tweak the laws and give guidance to referees as to how they are applied to try and make the game safer. But the only way you can tell if you're making the game safer is to track the injury rate and severity per player per hour on the pitch/training ground.
Hence the annual report. :y
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It is generally accepted that using pads increases the forces subjected to the tacklee as they reduce the pain on the tackler that limits the force in the tackle. I still play, I'm 135kg and I am fast (in a straight line) for someone my size. I know that I can absolutely munch somebody with a tackle if I get the timing right. However, it hurts me to do so and I know that I can maybe do that a maximum of 3-4 times in a match, anymore and the pain is too much for me. Give me pads like they have in AF and I would be able to repeatedly hit that hard with little consequence and thus increasing the chance of a whiplash injury to the tacklee. My goal is not to hurt the opposition players but to use my physicality to intimidate them in to making mistakes, the effect that a 135kg chap coming at you at full tilt has can be quite de-stabilising leading to errors and an advantage to my team.
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Ha! I didn't think anyone else on here would actually play! I had to give up for a few years while I worked away so much but started training again this year. I'm 35 so I'm not quite as bouncey as I used to be, and the rules around scrummaging, or at least how they are applied seem to have changed a bit since I last played!
You make a good point about the pads, personally I hope it doesn't happen, and changing/updating the laws is the only way to avoid it.
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A report out after a study says that the greatest cause of injury among rugby players is due to being tackled :o Well no sh@t Sherlock :D :D
It reminds me of a 2 million pound survey on sleep.
It concluded that "a good night of sleep was important to physical and mental health"
Apparently nobody was aware of this. ::) ::) ::) ::)
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Or the survey that concluded that overeating increased peoples weight.
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Ha! I didn't think anyone else on here would actually play! I had to give up for a few years while I worked away so much but started training again this year. I'm 35 so I'm not quite as bouncey as I used to be, and the rules around scrummaging, or at least how they are applied seem to have changed a bit since I last played!
You make a good point about the pads, personally I hope it doesn't happen, and changing/updating the laws is the only way to avoid it.
I know how you feel, I had a neck injury while I was in to Ironman so I stoppped playing for several years. I was ending up in hospital for my crohns more often through Ironman than previously through rugby and after Austria in summer 2017 and a week in Frimley I stopped all sport. Late last year my weight had ballooned by more than 15kg and my triglycrides were dangerously high so I had to do something. I am back in to playing rugby and loving it although the first session back nearly killed me. ;D
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In simple terms most reports are 'dangle berries' , unless you suffer from a lack of common sense.
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I don,t know why people get so involved in this topic. It.s not a real "ball game" as the "ball" is totally the wrong shape :P . Everybody knows that as a fact. ;) Runs and hides. ;D
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Ha! I didn't think anyone else on here would actually play! I had to give up for a few years while I worked away so much but started training again this year. I'm 35 so I'm not quite as bouncey as I used to be, and the rules around scrummaging, or at least how they are applied seem to have changed a bit since I last played!
You make a good point about the pads, personally I hope it doesn't happen, and changing/updating the laws is the only way to avoid it.
I gave up playing aged 17 because a) I'd never been on the side that won in 7 years and b) I used to see stars after EVERY tackle. Doctor suggested my brain might prefer not to be smashed against my skull 10 times a week.
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Well.....my dad used to beat me around the head with heavy objects on a regular basis.........and it never did me any harm. :)
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Well.....my dad used to beat me around the head with heavy objects on a regular basis.........and it never did me any harm. :)
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It is generally accepted that using pads increases the forces subjected to the tacklee as they reduce the pain on the tackler that limits the force in the tackle. I still play, I'm 135kg and I am fast (in a straight line) for someone my size. I know that I can absolutely munch somebody with a tackle if I get the timing right. However, it hurts me to do so and I know that I can maybe do that a maximum of 3-4 times in a match, anymore and the pain is too much for me. Give me pads like they have in AF and I would be able to repeatedly hit that hard with little consequence and thus increasing the chance of a whiplash injury to the tacklee. My goal is not to hurt the opposition players but to use my physicality to intimidate them in to making mistakes, the effect that a 135kg chap coming at you at full tilt has can be quite de-stabilising leading to errors and an advantage to my team.
I`d first try & dazzle you with yellow streak running down the middle of my back :P
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I gave up playing aged 17 because a) I'd never been on the side that won in 7 years and b) I used to see stars after EVERY tackle. Doctor suggested my brain might prefer not to be smashed against my skull 10 times a week.
I hated the bloody game from the first moment they made me play it in January 82(I started at the grammar school on crutches, half a term late). Apparently I should be a prop, which involves bending over with a dwarf hanging off your shoulder while your teammate attempts to dislocate your hip with his shoulder. Then there's a lot of running around, throwing and (supposedly) catching the ball and sliding in the mud while trying to keep somebody else's boots out of your face.
I soon developed the technique of dropping the ball if it came near me and being utterly hopeless.
It turned out I was hopeless at hockey too, but it was enjoyable.
Nobody ever managed to explain the rules of cricket, so I spent the summer afternoons bored silly while occasionally dodging missiles heading in my direction.
There's something about ball games that eludes me; whether I have to catch it or hit it with a bat/racquet/cue/stick/foot/head/whatever I struggle to do it. Doing them as a team is even worse.
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A man after my own heart.
In games lessons at school they used to call me "the statue". ;D
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Nick, Kevin - I have similar stories, starting way back when I was first to play football at primary school. Like Nick, nobody explained the rules to me and I had never watched a football game (no telly at home), so when they made m,e centre forward, I simply kicked the ball forwards, obviously?
After being ridiculed and bashed, they told me that I should have passed the ball to the player adjacent to me.
Now, my thoughts were that if they wanted him to have the ball, WTF didn't they let him have it in the first place?
Stupid game, which I dicovered later was played by stupid. overpaid morons! >:(
Ron.
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Nick, Kevin .. are you both me? ;D That sounds like my time at school, too. Football - "go in goal" (because you can't run); except I can't stop a ball, either. Cricket - "you go square leg" (pardon?); great, but if by poor luck the ball heads in my direction, I can't throw it far enough to get back to you ;D etc, etc.
I`d first try & dazzle you with yellow streak running down the middle of my back :P
Better than a streak of yellow running down your inside leg .. which is what I'd have if Guffers was running toward me ;D ;D
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Nick, Kevin .. are you both me? ;D That sounds like my time at school, too. Football - "go in goal" (because you can't run); except I can't stop a ball, either. Cricket - "you go square leg" (pardon?); great, but if by poor luck the ball heads in my direction, I can't throw it far enough to get back to you ;D etc, etc.
I`d first try & dazzle you with yellow streak running down the middle of my back :P
Better than a streak of yellow running down your inside leg .. which is what I'd have if Guffers was running toward me ;D ;D
Only time I got my own back was when they put me in for the 200m breast stroke at sports day for a laugh, no doubt. Unbeknownst to anyone else, "the statue" had been taught to swim by a military instructor at the command baths in Aldershot, and was pretty good. ;D
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My first experience of playing rugby was as a blind 9 year old wearing glasses the year after my parents divorced. My Dad was the teacher and he insisted that I took my glasses off in order to play knowing full well that I couldn't see past the end of my nose.
Didn't end well, and the rugby was so good either :-X
Growing up, I had the hand eye coordination of a drunk zebra. Fortunately, by the time I got to secondary school I could swim well and run reasonably fast, my specialities being cross country and 4/8/1500 meters although the thought of running even 4 meters brings out a sweat nowadays :-[
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The games teacher at my school had his favourites and I certainly wasn't one of them as I tended to 'forget' my kit on cold wet winter days. :D
As a consequence during the rugby season he used to put me in the front row, which I don't have the build for and used to get mashed into the mud! So I 'forgot' my kit more often as the brief pain and humiliation of the slipper was preferable and got to hang around in the warm and dry changing rooms with the other naer-do-wells playing poker! Which of course is a game! ;)
In hindsight I probably could have been a useful scrum-half or winger, but was never encouraged in that direction, as I guess I got in a vicious cycle with the games teacher. ::)
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Cross country running at the grammar school I attended consisted of a loop that went twice past the tobacconist.
Even as a 12 year old it didn't take long for a few friends and myself to go in 'the ciggy shop' buy 10 Players No6 and then sit on the wall with a fag on the go until the less enterprising kids came around for a second time. We would then tag on the end. :y
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Only time I appreciated games lessons was when they decided that my time would be better spent learning Latin. ::)
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After just about getting my head around rugby at school, as an apprentice I was thrown the ball & held onto it .... like I'd done at school ... but was then screamed at for not getting rid of the bloody thing. HTF was I to know there were two versions of rugby? :-\ :-\
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I don't know if it applied to your schooldays, Kevin, but Latin was an entry requirement for Universities in my time, so I took the subject. I didn't get into University, but iot allowed me the occasional "showing off" of my meagre knowledge of Latin! 8)
Ron.
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Ego sum Dominus was a catchphrase of one of my school friends... He never got bullied for that. Much... ::)
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Nope. Latin was pretty much as pointless as games when I was at school. I remember our latin teacher seemed really old (she was probably about 50, but, from the perspective of a 15 year old...!). Every time someone muttered "Dead Language" under their breath she used to say with a frail cackle "Latin's as alive and living as I am today!". Oh, how we chuckled. ;D
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Nope. Latin was pretty much as pointless as games when I was at school. I remember our latin teacher seemed really old (she was probably about 50, but, from the perspective of a 15 year old...!). Every time someone muttered "Dead Language" under their breath she used to say with a frail cackle "Latin's as alive and living as I am today!". Oh, how we chuckled. ;D
20 years past her sell by date in Logan's run. :)
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Flecti non frangi, DG?
Ron.
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Our school motto, in Latin, of course.
http://www.liobians.org
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Flecti non frangi, DG?
Is that Latin for "Please don't use your teeth"?
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Our school motto, in Latin, of course.
http://www.liobians.org
Is that a young offenders institution? :)
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Our school motto, in Latin, of course.
http://www.liobians.org
Is that a young offenders institution? :)
Looks like it with all those abandoned cars in front...
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Prep school was 'Floret qui laborat' and had a God awful song to go with it.
Secondary school is 'A foundation for life' ??? I recall it being somewhat more flourishy, being founded in 1553 'n' all ::)
That said, I haven't set foot in the place since '97...