The following text message was sent at 14.26 yesterday in response to a message from Chris Rees, which said,
“What’s gonna happen to Wales at Twickers? Your (Ireland) season prospects?”
“Am CONVINCED you will beat England. No prob. Their mid field is crap. You have a good Coach, plus Edwards who is shrewd. Us? Same Coach, same players. Not hard to work out is it?”
Then this from me after the shambles of Ireland scraping home against an admittedly enthusiastic and better-organised Italian outfit by 16 to 11.
“In discipline cost Italy. Inertia rules at the IRFU. Same old shit. Eddie (O’Sullivan) out”.
This from Mr. Rees at halftime when England led 16-6. “Carnage on the cards”.
Me: “Heads up. You can do this”.
Wales run in 20 un replied to points. Cue bedlam in the Queens as I jump up in triumph, which causes some strange looks to be cast my way. Shaun Edwards, as ever, appears inscrutable but inwardly he must be thinking, “Stick THAT where the sun don’t shine, you inertia ridden RFU old farts”.
Me to Rees: “You shoulda listened to your Uncle Dermot”.
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