Woman’s 8 Years Of Tag Rugby Finally Pays Off In Scramble For Wedding Bouquet

PREVIOUSLY considering the twice weekly tag rugby meet ups as making a negligible difference in her social life, health and overall well-being, Pauline O’Connell has emerged from a scrum made up a fellow wedding bouquet hunters with a newfound appreciation for the sport.

“I wouldn’t have been able to run like that as those two bitches held onto my ankles were it not for the tag rugby experience,” Dubliner O’Connell said, in her first and exclusive post-bouquet grabbing interview.

“All those days, stuck in traffic on the way to Irishtown, lashings of rain, playing against Creepy Chris, it was all worth it,” said O’Connell in an impromptu speech after commandeering the microphone at the reception, reviewing her performance in which the ‘minimal contact’ aspect of the game of tag rugby was largely ignored.

Praised by onlookers for her cat-like reflexes and ability to pull at the waists of her competitors in a firm manner, O’Connell’s reaction to an initial fumble of the bouquet by the bride’s older sister could not have been achieved were it not for hours she spent on the tag rugby pitch.

“She’s an animal,” countered fellow participant in the bouquet melee, Cliodhna Howlin, as she nursed a suspected dislocated jaw and no closer to grasping what has long been considered the greatest indication of immediate betrothal.

“Ah shite,” added O’Connell’s boyfriend of two years, Cian Carolan.

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