For all you rugby newbies, this is called a scrum. I call it a place I do not want my face to be on a hot Florida day...
And, he's off...
Rugby alumni are called Old Boys for a reason...
Is this the rugby field or the catwalk...
Thank goodness for a playground...

Even Alex got in on the action...
The real fun began (for Jen and I anyway) when we got a babysitter for all of our punks and went out for the night.It began at Mother's (college bar) and digressed to a toga party (college house). We were smart enough to know our age limits before attending a toga party with undergrads.
This expression never left Howard's face all night...
Whatchu talkin' 'bout...
Hard to believe this sweet face could cause such violence on the field...
A whole lotta man love...
They may be older but they can still out-drink 'em. Don, Howard and Matt were recruited to enter a beer drinking race of sorts - Old Boys vs. Current Team. And they won - by quite a substantial margin too. I videotaped it and I can assure you, it is not for the faint of heart. Here's to the beer race champs...
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