Tagged: rwc2007

It’s the hope that kills you

For those that may not know[1] ; Ireland got knocked out of the RWC at the weekend. It wasn’t unexpected. After scraping the bonus point against Namibia, not getting one against...

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Yeah. So. Optimism… I think I’ll revert to my usual pessimism from now on.

Shoulder to shoulder

I am not, in general, an overly optimistic person. Especially where Irish sport is concerned. Hopeful, always, but confident that we’ll win? Rarely. And this isn’t a new thing. Back in...

You can’t put any spin on that performance

Honesty from Eddie O’Sullivan; a shocking game. Not up to par. Etc. My opinion: Holy Fucking Jesus! 32-17! Christ on mother-fucking bike![1] Linknotes: – yes I may be over-reacting, but what...

Shock shock, horror horror

Talk about entertaining rugby matches. Okay, so we might not have had the “free-flowing champagne” rugby that certain quarters yearn for, but for sheer tension and not knowing what was going...

Tonight is the night

As you can see I’ve changed the header because the 2007 RWC kicks off today. I’ve also finally gotten around to adding a link to The Fear of God that’ll stay over there on the right for the duration of the competition.

I was talking to one of the students about Ireland’s chances, and over the course of our conversation we got on to the subject of Croke Park and the IRFU and FAI using the GAA ground. And do you know what he said? That he would never go near Croke Park, that the GAA “shower” would never get any money off him, weren’t they all bigots. That he had no time at all for the GAA. Can you tell where he was from?

But of course, a southside Dubliner:”(yes yes, there are normal southsiders too, but this is such a cliche)”:.

Final Countdown

So the RWC starts tomorrow. And there are many, many, many fantasy leagues out there. The most difficult that I’ve come across is the official one, because 1) you have a...

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Attn:This will be nothing more than a boring whats going on post. No complaining now:, you’ve been warned. Work is loike, mad busy, roight. Full of scrambling[1] about and nagging lecturers[2]...