Lee Mears (born 5 March 1979 in Torquay) is a former English rugby union footballer, who played hooker at Bath. On 28 June 2012 Mears as well as fellow England companion Charlie Hodgson exited the international frame, having been a part of England's tour to South Africa. On 11 February 2013, Mears was forced to retire when he was diagnosed with a heart abnormality.
Mears first started playing rugby for the Torquay Athletic mini team. Then after playing at Paignton College, he went to Colston's School and came under the guidance of Andy Robinson and Alan Martinovic. He has played for Devon, and all the England age group teams. In 1997 he was a member of the unbeaten England U18 Schools team that toured Australia. He played in three world cup matches in New Zealand for England U21s.
Mears joined the Bath Academy in 1997 after leaving Colston's School. He managed to score on his first XV début in a friendly against Saracens. Having made 268 Bath appearances over 16 seasons Mears had to retire following medical advice after routine cardiac screening.
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Fool the West coast, where everybody is somebody
And the game is fame, do every thang with a bang
And everybody wanna know, what set you claim
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I'm from L.A. ah, Southern California
Fool the West coast, where everybody is somebody
And the game is fame, do every thang with a bang
And everybody wanna know, what set you claim
I'm from L.A. ah, Southern California
Fool the West coast, where everybody is somebody
And the game is fame, do every thang with a bang