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Last night we enjoyed a lovely meal at Ophelia's.  When we were done we decided to return to Finnigan's Wake, the sight of some of our biggest accomplishments of late.  We were shocked to see that the place was packed, and the doorman told us that they were all rugby players.  Real ones, too -- not like Ross on "Friends".  We proceeded to spend the evening conversing with some lovely Welshmen.  As it turns out, in 1985 a Welsh rugby player and a Springfield rugby player (yep, Springfield actually has a team) were buddies and decided to organize a goodwill game.  Every few years the Welsh team travels here, or the Springfield team travels there.  This tradition has gone on so long that some of the original players are now cheering on their sons. 

The guys were an absolute blast.  An older gentleman gave us a really interesting history/geography lesson on Wales and its inclusion in the United Kingdom.  Folks played shuffleboard and pool and rooted for the Oklahoma Thunder.  There was even a "Wonderwall" singalong.  We knew it was time to pack it in, though, when one young chap decided to give another geography lesson on human anatomy (and that's all I can say since I know my parents will read this).  Our friend behind the bar showed us their tab, and as of 11:30 they were up to over $300; however, the team captain said they could spend up to $600.  Based on the party that was still going on when we left, I'm guessing they hit that amount without a problem.

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