Panel 1. Sports day. Parents’ tug-of-war.
- A confident dad: Ladies, we’ll go easy on you.
- Rassie: Low bodies. Feet together. We don’t pull. We drive.
Panel 2. - Lerato: Rassie, are we allowed to do this?
- Rassie: Nobody has ever read the tug-of-war rules.
Panel 3. - A confident dad: That wasn’t tug-of-war.
- Rassie: No. That was a driving maul. Tug-of-war is what you were doing.
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Panel 1
At a school sports day a team of big, confident fathers grins across a tug-of-war rope at a team of mothers, while Rassie crouches beside the mothers giving instructions.
Caption: Sports day. Parents’ tug-of-war.
A confident dad: Ladies, we’ll go easy on you.
Rassie: Low bodies. Feet together. We don’t pull. We drive.
Panel 2
The mothers, bound tight and low like a driving maul, walk the rope steadily backwards while the fathers slide face-first and children cheer.
Lerato: Rassie, are we allowed to do this?
Rassie: Nobody has ever read the tug-of-war rules.
Panel 3
Lerato holds up a small gold cup beside Rassie, who stands with his arms folded, while the exhausted fathers lie on the grass behind them.
A confident dad: That wasn’t tug-of-war.
Rassie: No. That was a driving maul. Tug-of-war is what you were doing.