Hate mail 3...

William from the greatest club on earth... "I hate the sideline commentator. The guy who arrives and actively participates at every internal league rugby game irrespective of who is playing. He heckles the ref and shouts instructions to players like it was Rugby 2006 and his voice was the playstation control. Go wide, skip him, early ball, hold the line, look blind, hit him, ruck, fuck sakes man! Are you Bill Maclaren’s son? The thing I don’t understand is you shout instructions to both sides! Who are you? You are not a fan; otherwise you would be supporting only one team. You are certainly not a player, cause you wouldn’t be sideline in those siff snakeskin loafers, (Which aren’t very practical I might add, the sidelines are notoriously muddy so stop bitching; dressing like its Sunday night and you are going salsa dancing at Buena Vista is your own fault) and besides you can’t weigh more than 62kgs. If you are Graham Henry’s prodigy who is on an SA fact-finding mission in borrowed shoes I forgive you, but you’re not. You’re a friggan idiot who talks about rugby like he writes for the back page of the Cape Times and you need to be forcibly removed. Hell closes in 10 minutes, hurry you can still make it…"

[Not sure what you meant by greatest club on earth Will but loved the loafers bite! Oh and we know who you talking about, except if he is anyones son he is probably Huge Bladen's.]