I think it’s fair to say we took a pasting at the rugby at the weekend.
To be honest though, I’d had enough before the game even kicked off on BBC Wilkinson.
Seriously-I’m not one of these people that get that riled by the English perspective on BBC 1 SCOTLAND, but this time was absolutely appalling.
What happened to the Scottish version?
At one point I actually checked the channel on the SKY control to see, if, by accident I’d strayed onto one of the English regional channels of BBC 1 by mistake.
Anyway…dodgy try and all that…but to be fair, we took a tanking.
Naturally we’ll have to go away, regroup, and come back stronger in order to win the Championship.
Look, a boy can dream.
I tell you what made it worse. God bless her-the mother in law was down at the house.
Presumably this was my Karmic payback for smiting someone earlier in the week.
So she was there, and yelling stuff at the telly like, "Look, LOOK …that English boy’s pulling at the Scottish man’s shirt…oh and that one's just run straight into him! Foul referee! FOUL."
Apparently she's quite an authority on netball
Thursday, 30 August 2007
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