Darkstone Code
Chapter 103 - 0102 Women’s Professional Rugby League

Chapter 103: 0102 Women’s Professional Rugby League

Before long, in the manager’s office, Kane occasionally glanced at Julie. He thought his ears might have a problem because the guy sitting in the manager’s chair was talking about things that didn’t quite match his plans.

"Women’s rugby...," Lynch described a "vast and magnificent" scene, "girls wearing cool clothes, with bulky protective gear, running and colliding on the lush green lawn."

"Sweat will cover their skin, and they will become the center of attention. People’s gaze will change with their every move, and people will cheer for the girls’ victories!"

"Imagine, what kind of scene and image is that?"

In Lynch’s simple yet profound description, Mr. Fox, young Fox, including Kane, began to unleash their imaginations according to his words.

In their unspoken fantasies, indeed, there was a vast and magnificent epic-like match scene; even thinking about it would make one feel inspired and passionate, with blood boiling!

The first to come back to reality was Mr. Fox, possibly due to his age. In fact, he wasn’t old, and he maintained himself well, looking only in his forties.

However, in certain aspects, age can’t be defied. He’s not like Manager Kane, who has some relation to sports, maintaining good physical condition, nor like young Fox, who is still very young with natural advantages.

Soon, young Fox also came back from his fantasy, his face slightly flushed, followed by Manager Kane.

Mr. Fox nodded, "I think I understand your point, but we all know a match needs two sides. Who are we competing against?"

This question was well-asked. If it’s just about watching some women running and colliding, there’s actually a more suitable place for people to watch. The essence of women’s rugby Lynch mentioned lies not only in admiring these girls’ drive; winning and losing is also a crucial aspect.

The goal of sports competition is to achieve victory; women are just part of the embellishment, not the entire focus, because the whole picture can’t go far.

"Teams organized by local enterprises, when people see the benefits, they’ll naturally join in. You should know women’s rugby isn’t covered by the Federation’s sports law."

"Besides these points, enhancing corporate visibility, product endorsements, and the value of the players themselves will become profit points. Some will see these benefits!"

Lynch pinpointed the core factor for women’s rugby success with one sentence. A sporting event not covered by the sports law, its broadcasting rights don’t belong to the United Transport Association. As long as the matches are hyped up, various broadcasting fees alone will be enough for everyone to make a lot of money.

Moreover, the cost to support female players is much cheaper than those for male players. Women’s rugby is still barren; there are no star players here, and as long as you offer them reasonable wages, they are willing to sign the contract.

Once they become stars, organizers will have already made enough money from them, and can earn another sum -- star player trades.

Then fresh blood will flow into this market, and a new round of cultivation and upcoming harvest will cycle again. The sooner you enter this field, the more you earn.

Mr. Fox continued to extend his thoughts along Lynch’s line. He thought of more ideas and felt it could indeed be done. Anyway, according to Lynch, the initial investment won’t be large, and even if it fails, it won’t be heart-wrenching.

"We can try it first...," Mr. Fox made the final statement.

Lynch nodded with satisfaction, "You won’t regret it..."

Women’s rugby matches might initially only start within the state and gradually expand to neighboring states. Companies must witness the profits and benefits within this, then they’ll enter the field.

Then Lynch looked at Kane, who was slightly stunned before snapping back to reality, hastily stood up, a bit awkward.

"Kane, what’s your opinion on my plan?"

Lynch looked at Kane, whose expression was complex. He very much disliked Lynch’s style and attitude. In his view, Lynch clearly saw rugby clubs as a tool for making money; capitalists all behave this way.

Yet now, the club wants to rejuvenate; it has to rely on Lynch. This is the first possibility within three years to change the status quo, he can’t pass it up. Who knows how long he’ll have to wait otherwise?

He cautiously began expressing his views, starting with agreement, "Your idea is very good, Mr. Lynch. I hadn’t considered this aspect before. It will definitely become a sport that attracts people’s eyes."

Indeed, just the sight of girls in cool outfits running and colliding, even without winning or losing, people would be willing to spend fifty cents, a dollar for tickets to enjoy a period of grandeur "battle."

Julie nearby cast an annoyed glance at Kane. She lowered her head and said nothing, seeming somewhat disdainful of Kane’s obsequiousness.

Kane acted as if he hadn’t noticed and continued in a negotiating tone, "But shouldn’t our men’s rugby development also be kept up?" His eyes held a hint of hope, "As long as you support us, we can reinvigorate quickly, win the state’s league championship within five years... no, three years."

Bail Federal’s rugby league is divided into three levels and five divisions, from local events to national ones intertwined. Starting every February till November is the craziest season for rugby league.

Especially the final autumn championship league, a feast for rugby fans in the Federation and worldwide. Each state’s professional league champions, plus an all-star team selected by popular vote, a total of eighteen teams battle in autumn. Each year, high-intensity combat brings over fifteen million dollars in various broadcasting fees to the United Transport Association.

In Kane’s eyes, Sabin City isn’t a weak spot in rugby; rather, it’s a strong point.

In previous years, the company supporting them earned a lot of honors one after another, making the rugby atmosphere in Sabin City very good. Various colleges are willing to invest more power in rugby than before.

Even some private schools will provide enrollment permits for outstanding boys with rugby talent.

Gather some of these excellent people, and combat power can quickly form. By next season’s start, they can directly enter the battlefield!

However, all these prerequisites need Lynch’s approval and his willingness to invest money to revitalize Sabin City’s professional matches.

Lynch noncommittally nodded once. He did not immediately answer Kane; he turned to look at Julie, "Ms. Julie, do you have any additions to my plan or Mr. Kane’s plan?"

The team assistant is a seemingly unimportant but actually important role. This job relates to every player’s daily training, matches, and various aspects of life.

Manager, assistant, coach, these form a club’s iron triangle.

Julie was silent for a moment. Initially, she actually had some goodwill towards Lynch; that’s the benefit of being handsome. No matter what kind of person you are, as long as you’re handsome enough, even if a woman knows nothing about you, she’ll feel you’re a good person.

But now she doesn’t feel this way anymore, she even felt a bit nauseous. After taking two deep breaths, she raised an opposing view.

"Mr. Lynch, is women’s rugby... meant to entertain men?" A look of loathing spread over her face, "This is an insult to women, Mr. Lynch!"

Lynch raised his eyebrows slightly, "You’re wrong, Ms. Julie. I greatly respect women and acknowledge that over the years, women have been pursuing equal societal treatment like men, along with equal rights."

"This is not an insult to women. Think about it, in the Federation’s mainstream sports, how many of them have female athletes, or a comprehensive competition system specifically for female athletes?"

Without waiting for Julie to ponder, Lynch shook his head, "None!"

"What I’m doing now is giving women the greatest respect so that you can also have your own rugby sport. I’m shocked you would view this issue this way; honestly, I’m disappointed too..."

Julie wanted to say something; she felt Lynch was changing concepts. But before she could reiterate her stance and viewpoint, Lynch shrugged, "You’re fired. Go to finance to collect two months’ salary and find a job where no one will insult you. Also, remember to close the door when you leave!"