I'm not one to shy away from contact, but man, all three of the 9s on our team were pretty mangled by the end of the season. Like I said, it was pretty gnarly, even by my standards.
I feel like we should saw rugby stories, you, me, and
@Honour Over Glory. My "best" was I broke my own leg breaking a tackle. Guy tackled me high, so I drove myself and my shoulder up into his jaw and he went out, totally deadweight on my leg. I heard it snap but figured it wasn't anything too bad because it didn't hurt, and walked off the field before the adrenaline dropped and I felt that broken bone. Still stayed to drink with the team, went to the hospital a day or two later when the leg started turning black along the fracture. Rugby's insane.