As I bid farewell again to Aspen, I caught a game at Wagner Park. Imagine coming from, say, Kansas City, and you need to play at least 3 games at 7900' of altitude. I got there Monday and finally got over the mountain sickness by the time I got on the plane to go home. But to play rugby the day after getting there? Yikes.
But there was beer, too.
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