O Captain! My Captain!

First things first, it was another intriguing (if at times unspectacular) weekend of Six Nations rugby.  Wales produced, what’s being called, a ‘clinical’ performance to beat the Italians in Rome.  Another description would be a ‘dull as dishwater’ performance, but then the weather was pretty atrocious and winning away is never easy.  That said, I couldn’t…

He’s not the Messiah, he’s a very naughty boy!

Thank God for Warren Gatland.  Just when we had written off last week as a snore-fest devoid of any international action, up pops the self-proclaimed ‘Messiah’ of Welsh rugby with some puzzling comments about the danger of picking too many English players for the forthcoming British and Irish Lions tour to Australia.  Those comments were…

Would the real Wales please stand up

What a difference a win makes.  Last week, following an eighth consecutive loss (and a record fifth straight defeat in Cardiff) the latest generation of the Men in Red were staring down the barrel of a gun labelled ‘mediocrity’.  Fast forward to Saturday evening and, in recording their first win in Paris since 2005, Wales…