Congratulations to Ireland! Although I'm not the greatest of rugby fans, the ball being the wrong shape, as one might say, I usually enjoy the six or five nations as it used to be. From a Scottish perspective, it was a highly disappointing campaign. We were poor and like startled rabbits against the English, rode our luck but with determination against Italy, really should have beaten the French and got dismally dismantled by the Welsh, who were so superior as to make the Scots look like schoolboys. I heartily agree that luck often plays a apart but I also believe that you can make your own luck to a certain extent and never a truer word was said when Jamie described the French as the enigmas of the Rugby Union world. As mentioned above, a most fitting end to Mr. O'Driscoll's international career and one which he fully deserves to look back upon with pride not to mention a wee glass of Jamieson's and a glow in his heart. England blew hot and cold but showed much promise, Wales the same but I feel and hope they will return better and stronger. Ireland will always be a force to be reckoned with and for the French, who can guess? But Scotland, I fear have much work to do - I was vainly hoping for a much stronger challenge than they presented to Wales who hammered us severely.
Anyway, I've decided sport is unhealthy, at least to watch. My international rugby team turn out dire just when I think they might be turning a corner and my football team is going down, down, down. Pooh! I at least enjoyed what I saw of both the Winter Olympics and Winter Paralympics, especially Lizzy Yarnold's immense performance.
