I’m a forward with a football background (love Rugby) so I have much experience with tackling. When a match starts the first 5 0r 6 hits I make are the absolutely most brutal and life altering hits I can possibly impose (borderline safe). Obviously this is just as dangerous to me as it is to anybody I hit, but starting the match that way sets the tempo and makes the opposition think when they see me coming. There are always exceptions, but the majority of the time people brace themselves when they see me hauling ass to them. This makes it easier to take them down with minimal effort (haven’t really figure out why). For example I was playing against a local Marine team and they had a guy you could obviously tell was the enforcer. The line split (almost as if it was meant to be) and he come barreling through straight at me. I could tell he was not for going around, so I stuck him straight in the lower ribs with my shoulder. He was about 6’4" 250 so he had me by 2" and 20lbs. He started to drive me back, so I jacked both his legs off the ground and wrecked his world. The Sir bitched me out, but every single person on his team let the ball go before I got to them for the rest of the match. During the post match festivities the guy I hit told me that he had never been hit like that before. Felt good. Wrecking peoples souls in competition keeps them on their heels.[/quote]
I have a similar story involving Navy. We were playing the Naval Academy team which are a notorious bunch of assholes - seriously, the grossest display of unsportsmanlike conduct I’ve EVER witnessed in a rugby match was at the hands of a Navy player - I wrote a letter to the coach and everything, but nothing happened - apparently that’s how they do business there, but that’s another story.
So their 8 man went for the blind side (I was 6 at the time) in the first scrum of the match. He hesitated a SECOND too long deciding how to get around me and I knocked that dude into next week, the ball went into touch and as we got up to prepare for the line out, I said, “don’t you EVER come to my side, BITCH!”. He didn’t. LOL. The cool part about it was that we were filming the match and the hit/exchange took place RIGHT IN FRONT of the camera.
So when they were playing it back during the third half, they kept rewinding that hit and what I told him! I got voted man of the match and everything - I got SOOOO drunk that day, I ended up doing beer slides and have no idea how I got home.