This is mainly for francois’ benefit…
France v Scotland and Wales v England are coming up on Saturday. The froggies already lost to Ireland. England already trounced the might of Italy (cough). We both suck so we’ll be lucky to win the whole thing but roll on March 15 so we can recreate the battle of agincourt once more!
For the benefit of Americans I’m talking about rugby. You know, it’s a bit like american football except they don’t wear girlie padding or stop for a rest every 2 seconds.
Would love to see Wales win since my mother was born in Swansea.
Wales…where the men are men and the sheep are afraid
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Ireland will do what they always do when they have a good team, beat England and France and be on the verge of a grand slam or triple crown and then lose to Scotland or Italy at home.
I like Declan Kidney, best coach in the business.
The Ireland v France game was the best 80 minutes of rugby I’ve watched in years…cept of course for that whuppin we put on England a couple of years ago.
We won the world cup you know.
Off topic, is Francois really a frenchman or is he just a liberal American who wants to turn the USA into France?
Go Scotland! I’ve been pining for them to win a World Cup in rugby or football, but I think the latter is not realistic.
he’s half french, half australian and all of three feet tall. he lives in the bastion of liberal values, texas.
Qualifying for the football world cup isn’t realistic for Scotland these days. Winning the six nations is a start in rugby but the world cup is a lot tougher with all those pesky southern hemisphere teams.
With that thread title, I was expecting to read about the
Mohawks, Oneidas, Onondagas, Cayugas, Senecas and Tuscaroras
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I am hopeful, but I am a realist. I can take pride in the well-behaved fans. I’ve had to watch as Canada went from eighth in the world after the '91 World Cup to about 24th now. Oh, the pain!
"Wales…where the men are men and the sheep are afraid "
Now I’ll have to sic my Welsh Corgis after you.
LOL, I’m terrified!
Pussy.
Retreat! Retreat! Oh, pardon me, I thought I was French for a moment there…
I didn’t hear the end of what you were saying, I had to run away to not have to breathe your filthy breath.
I can understand your mistake but that unfamiliar smell is actually the sweet scent of victory.
Says an Englishman…what next? you’re going to tell us how to win Wimbledon?
It’s easy. All you need is a time machine set to no later than 1936.
Who’s your hot tip for the French winner of le tour this year?
too early to say…but it’s hard to bet against Lance…