As an export (read missionary) from north of the border (god`s country),I find that I (and this is very difficult for me, almost to the point of pain!) must applaud the Welsh rugby team. Their tremendous effort, work rate, will to win and not a little skill was a joy to watch, absolutely fantastic rugby!!!
NOW SCOTLAND!!!!?!?!?
I can accept the odd mistake, I can accept if you get stuffed by a gifted player, it`s certainly happened to me often enough, what i cannot accept is, if you leave your brain in the changing room along with your heart!
Not all fall into this category but enough do to make them lose games.
Maybe i`m a dinosaur? but in my day if you tackled someone they should at least know they`d been hit, and it was slightly easier to pull a fast one on one referee as opposed to four match officials and a crowd of 60 thousand watching!
How i`ve managed to type this without "f**in and blindin" i do not know? But, although this is not the correct post for this site, this has been very cathartic for me.
My heart rate is slowing, the tears have stopped (nearly) will I remain Scottish? too early to say.
(MISSIONARY) A Scottish person, very often good looking,charming, witty and intelligent, who ventures into wild lands(England, Wales, Ireland and abroard) to educate and enlighten.
TONY M
LET THE FLACK BEGIN!!!