This is what I learnt:
- That the referee was a complete dicksplash who wanted to listen to the sound of his own whistle or voice rather than concern himself with the triviality of say…a spectacle which millions of people cared about and a point in history in the sport of Rugby Union.
- Eating 4 packs of jaffa cakes because they are easier to eat there and then rather than getting up from the sofa and making toast will make you violently sick.
- Just because you are a raging alky does not mean you can’t come off the bench and play like a legend.
- That in the end being an alky will affect your ability especially kicking.
- That if you have a front row that is out performing the oppositions front row don’t take them all off with lots of time remaining and replace them with ones who under perform.
- Don’t fuck around with Jonathan Davies’ knee.
- Don't engage in banter with Scottish tramps
- The Lions were lucky as fuck to win that test match and that we beat a team who played a forward in the centre, who weren’t meant to be able to scrummage and who even brought on someone who’s been in rehab in the second half.
- I grunt when I bend over to tie my shoelaces.
That’s it from me – so gutted that Paul O Connell is out –
he got through some work on Saturday. There was a lot of homework done on angry
Mike Phillips and I think we need some ball winners on the floor – Croft is a
great player but he is only that way when we have the ball – we have to win it
first and Warburton cant do it all especially now POC is not there. Melbourne tomorrow– lets
not try and fuck this up eh??
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