You can go to the end of time, the last World Cup in the history of mankind, and the All-Blacks will be favourites for it
Cast: Stephanie Leonidas
So I got out of bed with surprising ease this morning. Dressed in my Irish top I almost poisoned myself with sour milk, but spotted that there was something wrong with the tea and poured it down the sink. And headed off round the corner to The Woolshed Baa and Grill
Within 30 minutes we were 14 nil down. But the heads didn’t drop and with a wonderful try from Paul O’Connell Ireland started to eat back into the lead. And then another from Jerry Flannery before half time. Which came at an unfortunate time for Ireland as they were really starting to get into a rhythm.
But a first victory was not to happen. And with the rain pouring down there were numerous errors from both teams. The big difference between the two was clearly the scrum, and Ireland came off worse there.
So once more it is the plucky Irish, who didn’t win. But this test was still a great achievement. Afterall, traditionally we do well in our first tests against the AB, only to be slaughtered in the second one. And the team didn’t collapse in the final 15/20 minutes as they did in the previous match. Next week we play Australia who were more than comfortable winners against England.
When I got home from the pub there was, of course, nothing on the telly. But I did get distracted by the trooping of the colours for the Queen of England’s 80th birthday. Not her real one mind, but her official one. And, my got, what a load of shite it is. Can anyone explain why they still were those silly hats?
Tradition, I know. But come on. Does all that purposeless pomp impress anyone?
Hmm, almost two, time to go watch the football.