Kilts 1Yesterday I spent most of the day at the Celtic Festival of Southern Maryland, which included the Highland Games, where people of Scottish descent throw heavy things around for fun. I did overhear that one contestant was Jewish, and his nickname was “The Jewish Viking.” He did a good job of throwing heavy things around too. They threw heavy things at great heights, and across distances, and also threw logs around too. There were lots of men and women running around in kilts, which must have been uncomfortable in the heat, but I think everyone was too drunk to care.
I was struck by the fact that Norwegians don’t have fun festivals, throw heavy things around, or get together other than to eat pickled herring or oyster stew. I guess we’re not a jolly people. However, the 17th of May is just around the corner, where the Norwegians celebrate their independence from the Danes. Get ready to party.
I played in more matches than I expected, first as a scrumhalf, and then as a winger in the final matches where we ended up playing with a lot of “old boys,” which means rugby players above 34 or something. So I guess I’m officially an “old boy” now. However, the old boys are canny and have lots of tricks up their sleeve, and I learned a lot playing with the “crusty old buggers,” as our coach calls them.
I also ate several roasted turkey legs immediately after the matches, and my face was all greasy and sweaty and dirty from all the Celticness. I felt barbaric in a nice way. Here is a person in a kilt throwing a heavy object at other people in kilts:
weight for distance throw-5
Not all the bagpipers were woofy, but this one was. Apparently there is only a single selection of bagpipe music to choose from, which they played all day. As one person said during the day, “OMG the DJ sucks!”
Pipers 3
After the matches, the team hung around and ate Celtic things and watched people throw heavy objects around. Here’s Lee, James, D’Andre, Aaron, Eric and Matt eating some non-Celtic food after a hard day of throwing people around:
Banana Feast
We played on a field overlooking the Patuxent River and Chesapeake Bay.
Patuxent-River
Many thanks to the Pax River team for a fun day of rugby, turkey legs and revelry.

12 Comments

  1. Jadielady says:

    Fun times! I posted a short post about my Celtic festival too. Sadly, no pictures :(

  2. homer says:

    The redhead bagpipe player is cute enough he could play the same song to me several times.

  3. cb says:

    The kilt guy 2nd from the left looks like he’s wearing a skirt from Project Runway…

  4. Tim says:

    I’m assuming “Matt” is the one on the far right of the picture of your friends eating food? Where can I get one of my own?

  5. stebbins says:

    Overall, a great day. A nice win helped, too!
    Too bad you couldn’t get more pics of the guy in the cap in the first pic. He was a great guy.

  6. Luther says:

    Ole boy! No way!!!!!!

  7. brettcajun says:

    Now that you are an “Old Boy”, may I call you Mr. Jimbo when I arrive in DC?
    Brett

  8. Dax says:

    Men in Kilts are hot… Hot men in Kilts well there is no measurement for that amount of hotness.
    I am also one of a select few who enjoys the sounds of Bagpipes and celtic music.
    A friend of mine was there for the Bagpipe competition (He competes)
    He mention about the cute ruggers playing.
    I think Kilts should be mandatory clothing for all hot men

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    Ay carumba!
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  10. Brad Fallon says:

    How can I get a blogger to remove a defammatory post on a blog?

  11. jimbo says:

    Just ask, and let the blogger know the URL of the entry or photo in question.

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