The manager of a lowly London and South-east rugby club took his team on an
African safari holiday, and while there, he came across a native athlete who could
run, kick, pass, and juggle a coconut like a born rugby player.
Excitedly, the manager called a meeting of all the players and introduced the
young athlete to them. 'This fellow's brilliant!' he said, 'and I've persuaded
him to join the team, on six months' trial. His name is Obongo Matabulu. Now then,'
he continued, holding up a rugby ball, 'this - ball -BALL!'Then, pointing at the
goalposts, he said, 'That-goal - GOAL! That - goal line - GOAL LINE! You put BALL
over GOAL LINE: or kick BALL over CROSSBAR.'
'You don't need to explain the game in those simple and rather patronising terms,
old boy,' said Obongo Matabulu. 'I played for Harrow when I went to school there,
and later for the Cambridge University.'
'I'm not talking to you,' said the manager. 'I'm talking to the rest of the team!'
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