This weekend, a couple friends from work and I will be hopping on a plane to Glasgow, Scotland. From there we will drive to Edinburgh, home of Murrayfield Stadium and the Scottish Rugby Union. Sunday, the Scottish National Rugby team is taking on the All-Blacks from New Zealand. Many are predicting a lop-sided blowout in favor of the kiwis, who are also the pick of most to take home the Webb-Ellis Cup as tournament champions.
I've had this date circled on my calendar since I bought the tickets way back in March. I wonder how many kilts I will see among the 68,000 fans slated to attend.
The few Scotsmen I know are difficult to understand when sober. My computer translator is programmed to decipher 9 languages but drunken Scottish rugby fan is not one of them. I will have to make it a point to imbibe in the local spirit so I can be on the same wavelength as the rest of the fans.
It's going to be difficult not to overuse the phrase, "If it ain't Scottish, it's CRAP!" I will try everything in my power not to be annoying American tourist guy. As George Bush would say, that's going to be "hard work".
One of the traditions of the All-Blacks is the "haka". This is the traditional call to battle adopted from the Māori tribe in New Zealand. It is performed before every match and would definitely cause my bowels to release if I was facing off against these guys on the pitch:
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