Well, the Argies obviously hadn't read the script last night. Didn't they know they were supposed to turn up, get a mauling & go home again ?
The following brings me no joy to report, but in the best interests of journalistic integrity (& a small matter of another 61, 000 witnesses) the truth will out.
The Lions stank. They were unmotivated, uninspiring, unintelligible (the Welsh ones anyway)
The Pumas, by contrast, were everything that makes for great rugby, they ran, they tackled like Trojans, they played like a team who had met before, they did a silly joyful dance when they won.
Don't let the scoreline fool you ; they won. The fact that they did a lap of honour to a warmly appreciative, massively partisan crowd was testament to that.
As for the Lions - what went wrong ? They looked like a team who had never played together before. Wilkinson was pretty much the only glimmer in a team of mediocrity and even by his standards he had a routine game. What made his game look good was the lack of desire displayed by his lagging 'team-mates'. The crowd were impatient with the 'win at all costs' mentality displayed by the boys in red & Wilkinson was roundly booed each time he opted to kick rather than run.
In fairness to him, with a couple of minutes of injury time left & the score at 22-25 he really would have been savaged had he not dropped the final goal.
If the Lions travel South with the attitude displayed last night, they may as well save their airfare & stay at home. I sincerely hope they were trying to save any injuries last night prior to a gruelling tour. If that's the case, they didn't pay the Argentines sufficient respect & were made to look like muppets because of it.
The following are points to note. They in no way represent the views of any other corporation/organistation.
1) Just because the Welsh are back to playing with the verve of their 70's heyday does not in any way mean it is acceptable to allow players of this generation to emulate the hairdo's of their heroes.
Shane Byrne, Shane Williams - take note, dreadful, dreadful mullets
The temptation to attack you both with a set of clippers is overwhelming.
2) The Welsh are bloody ugly. Charlotte Church must be a throwback. You may think this unfair, but it's true I tell you. Go to Twickenham, you'll find yourself surrounded by attractive species of both sexes. Go to the Millennium Stadium, I promise you, the last time I saw that many ugly people converged, it was the orcs storming of HelmsDeep fight scene in Return of the King.
3) Smoking does your head in. Witness the miserable, twitchy sod in front of me, who once realising he couldn't smoke for an entire 40 minutes, took to devouring shortbread biscuits like a man condemned. At half time he practically ran from the stadium. Pathetic.
4) If you're going to lose your way to the car park after the game & spend 90 minutes walking around Cardiff in the rain, it had better be with someone with an excellent sense of humour - thanks Milk Yuk. Especially when you turn the wrong way out of the stadium, then realise as you approach the car park that you could have been there within 10 minutes of leaving. And your knee hurts. How we laughed.
On the plus side, we passed the roadworks at Heathrow, I'll be so sad once these are finished. Look what I saw.
"Cat dozer"
Cx
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