It’s all around me. The scent of weakness as the southern hemisphere big daddy o’s head north. I’m not all that confident of England because of selection problems due to injury and not confident at all that Chris Robshaw is a bonified Captain and open side in the mold of a McCaw, Hooper, Pocock or even a Louw but he is the least of my worries. Where are the Billy Twelvetrees and the George Ford’s. [...]
There ain’t no Richard the Lionhearted at the RFU. There is Ian the Bastard, Rob the Fairie Queen and Beaumont the Buttocks. Not a good sign some might say. To be fair, here is what I think I know. England is looking for a confederate in its rugby war against Scotland, Wales, Ireland and Italy and other toy rugby fiefdoms. Why? Because England has the biggest and the most exclusive premiership in world domestic rugby [...]