When you’re sick, it’s always there.  Unlike baseball and football and such, rugby union simply never ends.

Between Super 14, Six Nations, Tri-Nations, NPC, Currie Cup,
Celtic League, Guinness Premiership, IRB
Sevens (returning to L.A. in February!), and a
gazillion other competitions, not to mention test tours and the quadrennial World Cup, somebody is playing.  Always.

(It helps to get Setanta, which will also flood you with images of Irish people kicking things, throwing things, and whacking each other with sticks.)

Since I have to be on my back today, I have the Heineken Cup going while trying to work and rest at the same time. 
(And you wonder why I never get better…)  Ronan O’Gara, the fine Irish fly-half (pictured), is leading Munster against a
struggling Dragons side from Wales.  Later on, if I’m still awake,
I’m looking forward to seeing how Jonah Lomu does in his return for
the Cardiff Blues.  (I got to walk around the Blues’ field last year, so I enjoy their games particularly.)

I know this is total gibberish to most of you (although more visitors from rugby-speaking and cricket-fluent bits of the planet seem
to be wandering in).  Precisely my point. 
If you love sport and enjoy international competition,
cultivate rugby love.  You will never lack diversion again.