Sit Yourself Down There With A Nice Cup Of Scald And A Copy Of Sun Tzu

How Do Ireland Stop The Big Bopper?

The Mole proved himself a braver man than many of the Irish team by sitting down today to watch a recording of the quarter final against Wales. Braver than brave. Braver even than England’s Brave John Terry ©. Hand over the VC etc.  Continue reading

Great Coach … Or Just A Good Set Of Initials?

French rugby looks to be in a good place. Runners-up in a World Cup Final they could have won, playing in spite of a coach who had led them on the most bizarre journey over the previous three years; now coached by an experienced and well-liked former international who has been around the houses and never talks bombastically. France sit comfortably as favourites for the 6N championship. Continue reading

Random Musings on the Six Nations

Difficult to focus on any one particular thing…

Who is going to come out of this tournament as favourite for the Lions job and how relevant is one tournament? Robinson is probably the best coach but would do a better job with the forwards. Kidney’s coaching is unconventional and he seems difficult to work with but he’s been successful. Gatland has to be favourite but is his Wales team built along shock therapy lines? Get them physical and tell a few home truths in first season = win Grand Slam then peter out. Go to Spala, introduce number of new young players, shock them with culture blast. Then, peter out? Only so many times you can go to the shock-well. Continue reading

Match Reaction: Saxons 23 – 17 Wolfhounds

Somebody sort this lad out with a Cotton Traders baggy jersey from the 1990s.

At one stage in this ‘A’ international the Saxons led the Wolfhounds 17-5, despite never having any real dominance. Ireland fought their way back to a more respectable – not to mention reflective – score with well-taken tries from Tomás O’Leary and Simon Zebo, but they had leaked too many soft points to take home the win … in a totally meaningless match. Continue reading

The Boys From The County Hell

The Boys From The County Hell

“Be careful what you wish for: you just might get it.”

What a terrible, hack-ish way to start off. Don’t worry, it’s all straight downhill from here.

Connacht went into the game against Harlequins, the last game of their inaugural Heineken Cup campaign, with nothing to play for but pride. That seemed to do it for them, however, as they put in a monumental effort to deny the high-flying leaders of the Aviva Premiership both the win and the chance to go to the quarter-finals.  Continue reading

Team Selection: Wolfhounds vs Saxons

"The Irish wolfhound is relatively easy to train. They respond well to firm, but gentle, consistent leadership." So says the American Kennel Club. Chris Henry, are you listening? No shouting.

Eric Elwood/Declan Kidney/The Troika have picked a Wolfhounds team high on diplomacy that also stands a fair chance of beating the Saxon hordes.

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Match Reaction: Clermont Auvergne 19 – 15 Ulster

The only team that wins in Clermont is Clermont. That’s one of those local customs that the HSBC “The World’s Local Bank” series of ads never got around to: nobody ever tells you, but you’ll notice if you visit there that nobody but Clermont wins in the Stade Marcel Michelin. Continue reading