Saturday, August 23, 2014

Icelandic Rugby- the Hamilton Brothers

Icelandic Rugby – first in history:  Great Falls brothers play on the American team

     Waking up in Reykjavik, Iceland can be a long July day. 
     Twenty-two hours of sunlight may confuse the locals as well as visitors to the area: one of the world’s most active volcanic regions.
     Yet, recently that sparked a familial interest for Susan and Don Hamilton of Great Falls, who flew to the near Arctic region to see their sons, Chuck and John, participate in the first ever rugby game on Icelandic soil.
    Though rugby is a sport mostly alien to Icelanders, the July 3, event drew worldwide media attention and was covered by national television stations.
     The sporting Hamilton guys play with the Thunderbird Rugby Old Boys, a team comprised of MBA graduates of the Thunderbird School of Global Management, located in Glendale, Arizona.  The “Old Boys are alumni of the student rugby club, founded in 1976.  Today, they are a global team that gathers players from around the world and “takes the path less traveled.”
     “Our inaugural international tour took us to Cuba in 2003, followed by Argentina in 2005,” said Chuck, who coaches Illinois’ Northwestern University rugby team.  Brother John, lives and works in Hong Kong, and regularly plays for the Pot Bellied Pigs there, but travels to join the ageless Thunderbird team.
     Both of the Hamilton boys were on the C.M.R. Rustlers football roster in the 1980s. Their prowess on the high school field led them to play rugby in college.  Chuck’s long time rugby commitment (22 years) began when he was a graduate student at the Thunderbird School of Global Management.  John launched his (23 year) career at Stanford University as a student, where he captained the Stanford  rugby team.
     Football bears resemblance to rugby:  both fields look alike with a similar type of goal post.  Rugby is fast and hard, you get bruised and shaken, but no special padding is prescribed.
     “They are both rough but in different ways,” explains John.  “In American football there is a lot of protection worn but there is also a higher probability of being hit from the side or from behind.  When you don’t expect it with rugby, there is no protection, but because of the rules: no blocking, no forward passing, you usually go into a tackle prepared for the hit.”
    In rugby, the fifteen players (8 forwards, 6 backs, 1 fullback) on each side wear shorts and a jersey.  The forwards form themselves into a 3 row phalanx, called a scrum.  With bent backs and arms around each other, they join issue with the opposing pack.  The ball is slid under their feet and the two packs shove and struggle in an attempt to heel it to the backs who are spread out behind them in the open waiting to initiate an attack.  The object of the game is to get the oval ball over the opponent’s line after which you are allowed a free kick at the goal.
     Immediate in the front line of action, both Hamiltons play forward positions:  Chuck, a tighthead prop; and John, a loosehead prop.
     Leading the Old Boys pack as president since 2002, Chuck reports that the team wanted to play internationally in the Northern Hemisphere.  They had sponsors for the tour: Playstation 3, and Suntron Corporation, which would help defray costs. Reykjavik, a city of some 200,000 people, had a team of young guys, expats and locals who had played rugby in the UK and Europe. They were practicing twice a week, and ready to host an official 15 man match on the “pitch.” (playing field)  The Reykjavik Raiders were eager to make some good rugby tracks on their turf with their cool celestial temperatures reaching into the high fifty degrees Fahrenheit.
     Upon arrival, the Americans were welcomed for a week of convivial activities which included practicing, touring, and the rugby match at the Valdur Sports Club in Reykjavik.  The off field tours and activities were impressive in the “smoky bay” (Reykjavik) area where plumes of steam rise from hot springs that dot the landscape providing geothermal energy to heat the local homes.
     “Iceland was an amazing destination:  haunting landscape, a week’s visit does not do it justice.  The capital, Reykjavik is easy to explore on foot, many nightlife options, and amazing food.  Most anyone under forty speaks English well enough.  I would easily go back tomorrow,” said Chuck.
     For John, Rejkjavik was a fantastic experience.  He was honored to play in the first ever 15s match in the country. 
     Reliving those moments, John says: “the Raiders were well drilled, and had some speed on the corner.  What they lacked in experience, they made up with youth.”
   “What we lacked in youth we made up for in weight.  But if you can’t catch them, they run around you!”  
     Unfortunately, the notable sporting adventure did not bring victory for the Americans.  For the record Reykjavik scored 7 tries with five conversions.  The Thunderbirds had 5 tries with a conversion.  The Icelanders won: 45 – 27.
     Though there was barely a curtain of dim light in those summer Icelandic skies, “age and cunning could not win over youth and inexperience,” lamented Susan Hamilton.
     With sons playing rugby for over two decades, she has witnessed the wins and the losses in the game.  Still, despite the violent exercise, she views rugby as a sport of gentlemen.  After a match they leave the playing field and go to the host’s rugby club (usually a bar) where they party and clap each other on the shoulders;  sometimes, not a gentle gesture.  It is said that rugby is filled with agreeable languor that follows intense encounters.
     No matter where they travel, the Old Boys are always up for that challenge.
     For Chuck and John Hamilton, the rugged atmosphere of rugby is a lifelong passion.
     “In no other instance I can think of do you get muddy and sweaty with a group of people native to that nation, beat on each other, then go to a party.  Often, they take you around town to places tourists don’t frequent ,” said Chuck.
     He has been fortunate to have downed mojitos and smoked Cuban cigars on a hot steamy September night on the roof of the old U.S. Embassy in Havana.  He has had tea at an old Scottish manor on the shores of a loch; ate tapas on the back streets of Barcelona, and lunched on a mountain top micro brewery in Patagonia.  He has walked the shores of Connemara, Ireland, and sipped lattes overlooking the Mediterranean in France. He has gone on a pub crawl in New Castle, England that ended on a derelict ship where each deck offered a different music genre.  Now, he has straddled and witnessed the spectacular scenery of Iceland.
     Chuck acknowledges that “this is why I can’t give up rugby.”  “I recognize it is the best way to see and experience the world.”
      The Hamiltons’  will continue to play rugby unwaveringly, forging on to the pitch with their international team mates.
     “I’m not aware of a limit,” said Chuck, “death perhaps, but it’s said rugby is the only game in heaven, so pack your boots!”
     Their paycheck is great memories.  They live on to dress for the sport’s success, and scrum, ruck, and maul into the next game.   
   

      

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