HOWEVER....
Hands up if you love Alain. |
A red card! How? Why? What for? Sure it was a slightly naughty tackle but without malice and no real intent at hurting Clerc. A yellow I thought as I watched it again in slow-mo. Hang on. Is that a red card? I think it is. No it's not, I mean why would referee Alain Rolland of French descent do that? Is it because today he is suddenly a lot wealthier than yesterday?
Balls. Bugger and bum balls. Game finished as a spectacle you'd think. And yet, the Welsh kept trying. Just the 14 of them manfully trying to beat the French with their 15 men and referee mascot. God, why didn't one of those kicks go over? The terrible drop kicks were embarrassing, the Stephen Jones shave the post was excruciating, but the Halfpenny kick from halfway had me running around the room cheering for a minute until I realised the damn ball had gone UNDER THE BAR. Where's a puff of wind when you need one?
France, who are now the luckiest side in the history of sporting events, have been beaten twice (three times if you count today), and have played just 40 minutes of proper rugby in the tournament (against the Poms). Their players must be super rested and are going to be mega 'up for it' next weekend. That is if they can interrupt their holiday long enough to bother turning up for it. God I hope justice prevails and whoever they meet in the final absolutely tears them a new one. They are easily the most crap major team in the history of RWC rugby. I mean this is indefensible what has happened.
Thanks Alain, you have destroyed the World Cup and denied us all the final we deserved. I hope you're happy with yourself. You toss monkey.
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