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Manufacturer: Gilbert
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Binding: Apparel
Brand: Gilbert
Clothing Size: One Size
Department: unisex-adult
Feature: Take your favorite team everywhere you go!
Is Memorabilia: 0
Label: Gilbert
Manufacturer: Gilbert
Publisher: Gilbert
Studio: Gilbert
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Take your favorite team everywhere you go!
Stitched rugby ball keychain that features logo and team name.
Measures approx. 2 1/2 inches long and 1 1/2 inches wide.
Orders shipping outside the US are subject to customs fees.
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Customer Rating:
Summary: Perfect key fob!
Comment: So, not too large, and not too small. It's great for your keys. I've already had people strike up a rugby conversation simply from seeing it.
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Editorial Reviews:
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Country: England #411801 It may have been rugby's perfect storm. England and the World Cup of 2003. It was certainly a team for the ages. That big, powerful front row that could get around the park too. Martin Johnson in the engine room. The loose forwards who fit together like a hand in a glove Dallaglio, Hill, and Back. The threats out wide like Jason Robinson and Ben Cohen. Did we miss anyone? Ah, yes, some bloke named Wilkinson. Hey Jonn y Jonn y! Jonn y Jonn y Jonn y Wil kin son! So sang the English fans who crowded the pubs and mobbed the streets of Sydney. They it sang on the trains to and from Homebush for the games, and they sang it massed in a sea of white at Olympic Stadium. Then there was that mad scientist of a coach. Clive Woodward. No stone unturned. No expense spared. No idea too weird or wonderful to consider. The result? Cup glory for England. Victory parades in London. Honors for everyone arise Sir Clive! England, who, after all invented the whole sport, were unequivocally, undisputedly, finally on top. Number one. World Cup winners. A perfect storm. A perfect story. And then, four years later, to come out against all the odds and make such a valiant defense of their title. A team, denigrated by everyone including many of their fans, showed what the power of English pride could accomplish. So go tell your kids so that they will tell their kids. Introduce them to that great rugby cathedral Twickenham. Baptise them in the 6Nations tourname
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