We’ve all heard the saying, “Well, that’s just not cricket!” Meaning, it is just not proper or acceptable, but cricket is supposed to be a very dignified sport — well, most of the time anyway.

What other sport would you break for a cup of tea and a cucumber sandwich? Spectators clap and say things such as “Jolly good” and “Well done, old boy” when a player hits a six.

The game is slow and tedious, taking days to play, but some fans will go to the ends of the earth to watch a match. As for me, I would go to the end bar stool — and that’s OK, too. To each their own, I guess.

Now, let’s talk about the other end of the sports spectrum: rugby or, more specifically, the World Rugby Classic, which is held every year and has been one of the more successful sports events held in Bermuda for many years. Kudos to Mr Kane!

I remember attending the first one in 1988 at Nationals field, where Somersfield Academy is now; there couldn't have been more than a hundred or so people watching back then.

But it was as it is now: senior rugby players would come here for a week to play a few games, drink, play golf, have fun, and generally enjoy our island which they always do with much gusto.

Now, some of the population will say you don’t need alcohol to have fun. Well, you don’t need sneakers to run, but it helps.

So we had a “little” incident at this year’s Classic: one of the Lions players decided to pull down his shorts and try to ride the mechanical bull starkers. Well, there’s a new way of doing it. Now I was told the man was Irish and possibly misheard one of his fellow players say to him, “Why don’t you try the bull ride?” Now you changed one letter in that whole sentence, and you can easily see where it went wrong.

Not buying it, huh? OK, I tried.

It’s not the first time this has happened at the Classic: back in the mid-Nineties, the whole Australian rugby team was banned for five years after a rugby wrap-up party at the old No 1 Shed for a similar incident — but it was one large, en-masse display rather than one individual!

What I’m trying to say is that these guys will not stop after the first half of the game, sit down and discuss how the match is going so far over a cup of tea and a cucumber sandwich; rugby is a different kind of sport by a different breed of sportsman.

I don’t think that anyone who was there was indeed an offended spectator because they know rugby players work hard on the field and play harder off it. You know, there is always a possibility that something like this might happen. As one of my female friends said: “Damn, I can’t believe I missed that; I was getting a beer.”

After watching the video a couple of times — yes, it was circulated despite pleas from the Bermuda Police Service not to share it — one thing I did notice was that the lady who told the rugby player in question to put his clothes back on was very professional about the whole thing. Not once did she let her eyes drop to see what she was dealing with; she held eye contact with our wannabe bull rider.

How she did all that with a straight face is beyond me.