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Chapter 231: Rugby, Billiards, Favor of Luck
After waiting for less than ten minutes, two cars drove into the parking lot one after the other. President Elena immediately went up to greet them, and Lynch naturally followed closely behind.
A woman in her fifties got out of the second car. She was tall and slender, giving off a stern impression when she wasn’t smiling. However, when she did smile, she seemed quite approachable.
President Elena was somewhat surprised. “I didn’t expect you to come personally...”
The other woman nodded slightly. “I originally had other things to attend to, but I postponed them. Women’s professional sports will be a key focus in the next phase.” As she spoke, her gaze shifted past President Elena to Lynch standing behind her. “This must be Mr. Lynch, right?”
Elena quickly stepped aside to make space and introduced Lynch. “This is the decision-maker of our state and the president of the State Women’s Rights Protection Association, Ms. Tracey.” Then she introduced Lynch to Ms. Tracey, “This is Mr. Lynch, whom I’ve mentioned often. He is very supportive of our work, advocating for recognizing the needs and equality of women in sports. He was the first to propose this.”
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, it became evident that Ms. Tracy was more sophisticated than President Elena. It was said that Ms. Tracy came from a political family—her father was a politician, and her uncle was a priest. This was a typical example of an influential family, and only such a family could produce a "female politician."
In fact, regardless of whether these mid- to high-level leaders of the feminist movement acknowledged themselves as "politicians," society already perceived them as such. They possessed the same attributes as politicians: influence over public opinion and the ability to drive social change. It was just that they wanted more, so they didn’t want to admit it.
After a brief exchange, the group, led by Lynch, entered the venue. The game should have started by now, but considering that Lynch and his important guests hadn’t arrived, the referee smartly had the staff and players check the field to buy some time—a common tactic.
During this inspection, Lynch led the ladies into the venue and to the best viewing seats.
As preparations for the game continued, Ms. Tracey suddenly asked Lynch a question. “Mr. Lynch, what made you advocate for the value and rights of women on the sports field?”
This may seem like casual conversation, but Lynch felt there might be something more to it, or perhaps some follow-up to consider.
He smiled brightly and answered promptly as if without any reservation, “I’ve always loved sports since I was a child and actively participated in various sports during school. But I noticed one issue: we never see any female presence on professional sports fields.”
“Rugby, baseball, cricket, polo, golf...” He listed a dozen sports in one breath. “None of these sports have female athletes or women’s competitions.”
His expression gradually became more serious. Perhaps his example was quite persuasive, people began to listen more attentively. “I respect every woman. This isn’t a lie for some ulterior motive. We all came into this world through the long nurturing process by our mothers.”
“Women have given this world a glorious future of unending prosperity. We have no reason to discriminate against any woman.”
“Maybe in the past, due to the times, social culture, and the ruling class, society wasn’t fair to women. But now, these are no longer excuses to hinder modern women from pursuing equality.”
“I know this is a long process. Getting all women to stand up is still difficult, but we have a tenacious spirit. If we can do something, we must do it. We need to act, not just talk.”
“Sports can strengthen our bodies and our spirits. Maybe starting here will give our cause a perfect beginning. But what I can do is limited; the rest depends on you.”
Ms. Tracey kept nodding. She was very satisfied with Lynch’s words, although she suspected Lynch wasn’t entirely honest. She believed his goal was to leverage the Women’s Rights Association’s influence among women. But in a situation where both sides benefited, did it really matter who used whom?
“You are a true gentleman, Mr. Lynch.”
Just as Lynch smiled slightly at the compliment, the whistle blew, signaling the start of the game.
People’s attention quickly focused on the game. It must be said that the designer Lynch asked Kane to find was talented.
Men’s rugby gear was generally rougher and sturdier because men’s strength and explosiveness were more intense. They needed better gear to protect them from injury during the game.
But female rugby players didn't need these things. They only needed to showcase their beauty and competitiveness. So, the gear was modified.
It better highlighted the female physique without compromising its protective function. This designer truly adhered to Lynch’s requirements.
As the athletes ran and collided on the field, some people suddenly thought of billiards. They didn’t know why, but they saw some similarities between the two.
The audience’s enthusiasm erupted immediately. This game wasn’t just about showing off bodies; it required strict tactical execution and physical collisions.
Although women were obviously weaker than men in terms of physique, making their collisions less shocking, it didn't mean they didn't collide.
President Elena and Ms. Tracey watched the female athletes intently, seemingly oblivious to some discussions from the simpler stands.
Some men drank and commented on the women. This was normal; the lower the taste of men, the lower their interests.
The score was tight, the competition fierce, and the girls on the field were very dedicated. They knew that if they didn’t perform well, they could be replaced at any time.
In this era, “surviving” had become the sole pursuit of the lower classes, and “surviving with dignity” had become their luxury.
Now, these girls had achieved this, provided that they weren't expelled.
When the halftime whistle blew, Ms. Tracey sighed in relief, her smile broader. “I rarely...no, I’ve almost never watched a rugby game before. I used to think it was a very barbaric game, but today I have a different view of rugby.”
“The spirit of perseverance, the spirit of striving, the spirit of never giving up.” Ms. Tracey was very satisfied with the event. “You’ve chosen a good project and set a good start, Mr. Lynch. I want to thank you on behalf of the women I can represent for your contributions.”
With Tracey’s affirmation, similar smiles appeared on the faces of those around them.
They didn't address whether the women's attire was inappropriate due to being too revealing.. Earlier, someone nearby even joked that these teams must be so poor that they couldn't afford uniforms and had to have players compete in their underwear.
No one addressed these issues because both President Elena and Ms. Tracey, along with higher-ranking feminist leaders, understood that to draw societal attention as a vulnerable group and to make their efforts noticeable, putting more clothes on wouldn’t be effective.
It was like whenever they organized large-scale protests, many topless women would appear on the streets, carrying flags and parading around.
A large number of reporters and bystanders would gather around them, publicizing these women along with their signs. This would help more people understand the reasons and goals behind their actions, potentially leading to greater awareness of the outcomes.
Even now, if one randomly interviewed a passerby about the recently started vegetarian movement, their first reaction might be those naked women lying in cages pretending to be slaughtered animals.
See, it was effective. But if they wore clothes?
They might not even make it to the news. No one would want to see a fully dressed woman or girl holding an uninteresting sign expressing her insignificant demands.
So for these two presidents and higher-ups, as long as these female athletes weren't running naked on the field or doing something obscene that harmed the image of women, they would accept it.
Not to mention that Ms. Tracey saw a spirit of perseverance and never giving up, which aligned perfectly with the current feminist movement’s spirit.
This was no longer just of promotional value; it must be supported and promoted nationwide.
Ms. Tracey’s political sensitivity was even sharper than President Elena’s. She saw a real opportunity in politics—perhaps a title like “female congresswoman” would suit her?
“President Tracey, would you like to say a few words to these athletes?” Lynch slightly reminded her, “Later, these games will be broadcast on the state’s TV station, and we’ve also invited some reporters here.”
Tracey’s eyes lit up. She finally understood why Elena always spoke well of Lynch.
Such a considerate young person truly deserved to be spoken well of when people talk about him, and he was so handsome too!
Soon, Ms. Tracey and President Elena appeared in the locker rooms of the two teams respectively, encouraging the girls.
Interestingly, the team Ms. Tracey visited won the game by a narrow margin, becoming a positive and interesting topic of conversation.
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