Yes, I know it's
Wendell Sailor. It really is. No, it's not a good idea for you to approach him and tell him what you think of how he plays Rugby.
No, really, it's not.
You love your Union? Good. Good for you. Think you can do a better job of playing it than Wendell? Fair enough. Your opinion. I'm not qualified to judge. But it is a Bad Idea for you to go and tell him to his face. Really, it is.
Yes, we've all wanted to deck Wendell at some point. I know I have. But tonight, here, now, is not the time. Maybe you could start playing Union, get to represent, like him, at the National level. I'm not a judge of these things, but sure, why not?
If you do that,
then you'll get to clobber him in the name of the sport. And that'll be
okay. You just don't need to do it
now. You really don't.
Why not? Because it'll wreck what's been an otherwise cool night. Because I'm not going to bail you out. I don't
care if you win. I really don't. Win or lose, it will be a Bad Thing. So don't. Okay? Maybe you would beat the shit out of him. So?
Good. All right. Just don't. Okay? Don't. Good.