By Prerafaelite © Copyright September
2001. All rights reserved.
All Blacks and Wallabies, perfect
union. Rugby at its best. Tight butts
and treetrunk thighs, crutches thrusting, chests heaving, and biceps bulging. Sweat
and testosterone and bruises. Warriors fighting. Shouts cry out. Roars of the crowd. Thoughts of oiled skin, of
smooth Samoans, coffee coloured and sensuous, mixed with Maori and Aboriginal
and European, delicious and rich, all Australians and New Zealanders, latte
creamy and full flavoured…such an exquisite brew of rippling muscle and flexing
joint. A ballet of movement set on verdant ground. Magnificent gladiators
sparing before an expectant crowd. Watching with longing, we all win. Yummy.