Renji, Ichigo, Ikkaku, Toushiro, Yumichika, Ishida and Chad
I love being English.
Rugby
"Renji tackles Ichigo to the ground and oh! I can almost feel the testosterone build up."
Ichigo pulled himself up from the mud, scowling at the testosterone.
"Oi, Ishida, try joining in instead of commentating!"
"Oh, no. I'm not an idiot. It think Captain Hitsugaya and I will sit out of this one."
The young Captain looked up from where he was reading and studiously trying to ignore the idiocy around him.
"What does that mean? Are you implying I'm not able to play rugby?"
"Ah, no I ju-"
"Because my height puts me at no disadvantage!"
"I was not saying that at all."
Pride wounded, Toushiro dragged himself to his feet with his characteristic disinterest, before moving quicker than any of them could track to tackle Ikkaku around the waist and knock him to the ground. Ikkaku, in his defence, spluttered, but retained the sense of mind only to protest, rather than hit him, which would probably have ended very badly for everyone involved.
"Hey, Captain!"
Toushiro pulled himself up and shook himself out.
"See!"
"Now we've got uneven teams."
"It's not like Yumichika's doing much."
"Hey! My beauty is inspirational to the team!"
"Yeah, yeah… Chad! Come play!"
Chad levered himself up from the sidelines, and Ichigo blinked.
"Ah, hell, I'm out."
Toushiro was left on a muddy field, with Chad bearing down on him, and the sudden certainty that this might not have been a good idea.