It’s a head-butt, right, we believe you guys!
(well, there is a something like 1 or 2 seconds when they’re both like “er wait, it’s not the right place for that, let’s head butt instead!” )
I won’t comment about French people, I won’t comment about French peopleI have never seen this before, but this is wonderful
Forget the headbutt for a second and look at how Yoann’s hand wraps around Tsar’s waist, bringing him in.
That’s some quality casanova stuff right there.
OKKKKKKKKKKKK I JUST CAN’T , SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE
Oh Lee.
Reminds me of this :
Wilko, you are a good man.
Oh my God, I’ve never seen that picture. Who is that?
Aysser? REally? It’s Sébastien Chabal after the RWC SF 2007
Oh, god, OF COURSE. I don’t know why I saw that hair as short 0_0
Ok I’m just dying. I was supporting Clermont but… I couldn’t hate Toulon yesterday, and I didn’t cry. You know why? Because of this man, because of Wilko. When I see his smile, I just forgot everything you know. He’s my idol, my first rugbyman idol. And he’s my hero, I’ve got no words to describ him and now I’m seeing that.. OK I JUST CAN’T edzerujqdqarzej
I love that Benji’s first instinct is just to run on pitch. Look at him go :3
when i see Wesley like this he brings out my mother instinct. i just want to make tea and chocolate muffins for him, read bedtime stories to him and when he’s fallen asleep i want to give him a goodnight kiss on the head.
sorry but whenever i see a new photo of these two i feel the sudden and irresistible urge to go and review the irrefutable evidence of their ~tru luv~
idk how anyone can deny it tbh
the biggest love in world rugby *-*
ok Adieu je meurs
(Source: lesdieuxdustade, via theveryminuteimawareimalive)
Maxime Médard pendant Toulouse/Biarritz
A quel moment dans ta vie un humain arrive à être aussi beau. God.
(via matesandtea)
Benji’s happy smile *.*
omg Juju with hair =)
I look at these and I curse my 19-year-old self for not being into rugby and finding all sport childish and ridiculous*. They were Tigers and I could have seen them in my back garden, but no, I was too busy doing other things. My 19-year-old self didn’t have a lot going for her, actually. (Much like myself now, now I come to think about it. Depressing thought.)
*proof, if it were needed, that all things are in constant motion, changing and developing and that you will look back on your teenage self and feel red-hot shame for the rest of your life
(Source: veneporn, via lesbleusthroughandthrough)
Textos entre Yoann Huget et Maxime Médard, à propos du départ pour Marcoussis.
Before leaving for Marcoussis, Maxime asking Huget about what to take in his suitcase.
(to do= à faire, stuff=affaire, almost the same spelling, not the same meaning)
“-What did you take to do?
-???
-What stuff did you take?
-Oxygen in bottles
-LOL”
Huget and Medard. That’s what I do love in rugby.
(Source: lesdieuxdustade)