DH has a rugby game, he plays for the local club and has for years but only just restarted a couple of months ago after a year off and in a couple of days it will be his first game.
He is generally a really good player and has played since he was in school but having watched him previously he just gets stuck in (as they all do) and throws himself around. Rugby as a sport worries me as it is. I just have a particularly bad anxious feeling these days relating to that and not sure really why.
It’ll be fine, right? Rugby games must happen daily up and down the country. I know me driving to work is probably riskier than him playing a bit of sport but I can’t seem to reassure myself with that.