Rules were made to be broken.
You know the drill-- you're outside with a group of friends and decide pick up a casual game of soccer or football-- it's all going well, you're winning and grinning and rubbing it in their faces-- when an eyebrow is raised, a smile grows, and they charge.
Someone grabs the player with the football and carries them through their own end zone for a touchdown.
They throw the ball into the net for a goal, and then do it again, from behind.
Suddenly the game has morphed-- you're not playing a standardized sport anymore, but rather a free-for-all, declare-the-rules-as-they-come, ridiculous, and ridiculously awesome game. Tackling has become tickling and everything else is undetermined-- only the goals remain standing.
A test of on-the-spot thinking and bravado, you're in the ultimate act of spontaneity, running and laughing and falling all over the place.
Forget rules and regulations, they're for kids-- the true test of a sports-hero is to just let you play.
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