Tag Archives: Autumn Internationals
Why not?
63 minutes and 47 seconds on the clock; Marcus Smith beats the floor with his fist. He has knocked the ball on attempting to keep a move alive. A move that had swept towards the All Blacks’ try line like … Continue reading
The debt we owe
Well done Ireland. Beautiful, clever, uncompromising Ireland. Many of us were with you. Vicariously pitting ourselves against something big and black. Yours was the improbable reach, the formidable feat; rugby’s Everest. This was one of the world’s most enjoyable wins, … Continue reading
Old Eddie and the Sea
It was a test match of which Ernest Hemingway would have approved. A trial of colossal strength, of titanic willpower. The American loved his bloodsports, loved to see men arm-wrestle for hours on end, and Saturday afternoon had two heavyweights … Continue reading
Double Dummy Scissors 