Chapter 102: Women's Rugby Professional League

In the manager's office, Kane glanced at Julie from time to time. He felt like there might be something wrong with his ears because the guy sitting in the manager's seat was discussing something different from what they had planned.

"Women's rugby…" Lynch depicted a picture of 'bouncy grandeur', "Girls in cool dresses are wearing substantial protective gear as they sprint across the verdant green field, colliding with one another."

"Their skin will glisten with sweat, commanding attention from all around, as spectators' eyes track their every move. The crowd will erupt in cheers for the girls' triumph."

"Just imagine, what kind of scene and picture will that be?"

In Lynch's simple yet suggestive description, Mr. Fox, Fox Junior, and even Kane began to let their imaginations run wild.

In their unanimous fantasies, indeed, it was a magnificent and epic scene of the game. Just thinking about it would make one feel excited, blood pumping, and veins pulsating!

The first to regain composure was Mr. Fox, perhaps owing to his age. In truth, despite his age, he only appeared to be in his early forties, having taken excellent care of himself.

However, in some respects, he also had to accept reality. He wasn't like Manager Kane, whose job was related to sports and maintained good physical condition, nor was he like Fox Junior, who was still very young and had natural advantages.

Next, Fox Junior also snapped out of the fantasy. His face flushed slightly, followed by Manager Kane.

Mr. Fox nodded. "I think I understand what you mean, but we all know that a game needs opponents. Who are we competing against?"

This was a very good question. If it was just about watching women run and collide, there were actually better places for people to watch. What Lynch described about women's rugby, apart from appreciating the enthusiasm of these girls, the outcome of the game was also an important aspect.

The purpose of sports competition was to win, and women were just a part of it, not the entirety, because that wouldn't get very far.

"Teams organized by local businesses. When people see the profits involved, they will spontaneously join. You know, women's rugby matches are not covered by federal sports laws."

"Besides these, enhancing corporate visibility, endorsing products, and the value of these players themselves will all become profitable points. People will see these benefits."

Lynch hit the nail on the head when he succinctly broke down the key factors for the success of women's rugby. It was a sports event that fell outside the scope of traditional athletics. Its broadcasting and rebroadcasting rights didn't belong to the Athletes' Association. As long as the matches were hyped up, the various broadcasting fees alone were enough for everyone to make a considerable amount of money.

Moreover, the cost of supporting female players was much cheaper than that of male players. Women's rugby was still a barren land; there were no star players here. As long as they were offered appropriate salaries, they were willing to sign contracts. Once they became stars, the organizers would have already made enough money, and they would even be able to earn more from them through player transfer.

Then fresh talent would flood into this market, initiating a new cycle of growth and harvest. The sooner one entered this field, the greater the potential for profit.

Mr. Fox continued to follow Lynch's train of thought, expanding upon it with more ideas. He thought of even more possibilities and felt that indeed it could be worth a shot. After all, according to Lynch's perspective, the initial investment wouldn't be substantial, and even if it failed, he wouldn't lose too much money.

"We can give it a try," Mr. Fox finally made his decision.

Lynch nodded in satisfaction. "You won't regret it."

Women's rugby matches may only take place within the state and gradually expand to neighboring states in the beginning. It was necessary to show other companies the profits and benefits involved in it before they would get involved.

Then Lynch looked at Kane, and the latter was slightly stunned before he came to his senses and stood up, feeling a bit awkward.

"Kane, what do you think of my plan?"

Kane's expression was somewhat complicated. He didn't like Lynch's style and attitude. In his opinion, Lynch clearly regarded the rugby club as a money-making tool. However, capitalists were all like this.

If he wanted to revive the club, he had to rely on Lynch. This was the first opportunity to change the status quo in three years. He couldn't just let it go; who knew when they would have another chance like this.

He began to cautiously express his thoughts. First, he expressed his agreement. "Your idea is very good, Mr. Lynch. I've never considered such things before, but it will definitely attract people's attention as a sport."

Indeed, just watching girls running and colliding in cool outfits, even without victory or defeat, some people would still be willing to spend fifty cents or a buck on a ticket to enjoy a period of "competition."

Julie, who was on the side, glanced disapprovingly at Kane. She lowered her head without speaking, seemingly disdainful of Kane's flattery.

Kane, as if he hadn't seen it, continued in a negotiating tone, "But shouldn't we also develop men's rugby?" His gaze carried a hint of anticipation. "With your support, we can rejuvenate within a short period. Within five years... no, we will definitely win the state championship within three years."

The Baylor Federation's rugby league was divided into three levels and five tiers, ranging from local events to national competitions intertwined together. Starting from February and lasting until November, it was the craziest season of rugby league matches.

Especially the final autumn championship, it was a feast for rugby enthusiasts across the federation and even the whole world. The champions of each state's professional league, plus a fan-voted all-star team, a total of eighteen teams, would battle it out in autumn. The high-intensity competition would bring in over fifteen million in broadcasting fees alone every year for the federation.

In Kane's eyes, Sabin City wasn't weak in rugby; it was actually strong.

In the past, the businesses that supported them had brought them many honors in succession, which also created a good atmosphere for rugby in Sabin City. Even major colleges and universities were willing to invest more in rugby than before.

Even some private schools would provide admission for some outstanding young people with rugby talent.

As long as some of these outstanding individuals were gathered, they could quickly form a fighting force, and they could even step onto the battlefield early in the next season!

But the premise of all this was that they needed Lynch's approval and his willingness to invest in revitalizing Sabin City's professional matches.

Lynch nodded without commenting. He didn't immediately answer Kane. Instead, he turned to Julie. "Ms. Julie, do you have anything to add to my plan, and Mr. Kane's plan?"

The team assistant may seem unimportant, but in reality, they were crucial. This job was related to the daily training, games, and lives of the team and every player.

The manager, assistant, coach—this was the triumvirate of a club.

Julie remained silent for a moment. Initially, she actually had some good impressions of Lynch. That was the advantage of being handsome; no matter what kind of person one was, as long as they were handsome enough, even if a woman didn't know them, she would think they were a decent person.

But now she didn't feel that way anymore. She even felt a bit nauseous. After taking two deep breaths, she expressed a dissenting opinion. "Mr. Lynch, is the purpose of women's rugby just to please men?" Her face showed a hint of disgust. "This is an insult to women, Mr. Lynch."

Lynch raised his eyebrows. "You're mistaken, Ms. Julie. I have great respect for women and understand that women have been pursuing equal social treatment and power with men in recent years."

"This is not an insult to women. Think about it, in mainstream sports in the federation, how many sports have female athletes, or have established a complete competition system specifically for female athletes?"

Before Julie could think, Lynch shook his head. "None."

"And what I'm doing now is to give women the utmost respect, to allow you to have your own rugby sport. I'm shocked by how you see this issue. Honestly, I'm disappointed..."

Julie wanted to say something. She felt that Lynch was changing the subject, but before she could reaffirm her position and viewpoint, Lynch shrugged. "You're fired. Go to finance to collect two months' salary, then find a job where no one will insult you. Also, remember to close the door on your way out."