Day of the dead and rugby!

Today is the day of the dead and traditionally is the day when people go to the cemetery to take flowers to their loved departed. So it's a non working day for most people.
The local government is also having their local elections today; the idea is that people will be free to vote.

Instead we went to France for my son's rugby tournament. Rugby is big in France and there was a local tournament for under 16 years old in Perpignan and we were one of the only two Spanish club there!! And we the kids did hold their own. I'm very proud of them, specially the younger team group, the benjamines, as they're called.
There was sweat, blood and tears, and that was just the parents!! Seriously, there was lots of sweaty guys around even when the day was truly and appropriately Autumn-like with a very blustery day, truly Winds-day as Winnie the Pooh said. At least 5 degrees colder than here, where the weather still feels Summer-like with 25 degrees.
There was some tears as the French guys are good opponents with a stronger tradition and loads more exposure to the sport than the Spanish kids.
And there was even some blood as one of the guys in P's team was knocked over and ended up with a (very) bloody nose, I still have a soaked hankie to prove it!

Our guys fought bravely and they won one game out of 3 in the morning and they achieve a very honorable draw in one game out of two during the afternoon.
I'm particularly proud of P, whose a tough cookie; I've seen him emerge under a bunch of ten players, just to dust himself off and go back to play without a moan. He even managed a two-in-one tackle, tackling two guys from the opposite team!!

The best part of the day was when P. run for dear life with the ball and bravely score a try under the total surprised of everybody, but sadly all this happened after the ref blew the whistle!! (He argued that due to his headgear he couldn't hear the ref, also the ref was French and P doesn't understand a French whistle).

I was totally knackered at the end of the day and almost lost my voice with all that shouting. My back ached after hours of standing up or sitting on grass, I was cold, we only ate a sandwich and the shortage of proper toilets should ashamed the French (well, after all there's no indoor bathrooms in the whole of Versailles and they don't think any of it).

We all had a great time!!!