Showing posts with label Six Nations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six Nations. Show all posts

Friday, 7 March 2008

World of stupid... Rugger Buggers...

And so to Friday and just a few short hours now until we’re freed up to drink ourselves into Friday night oblivion to try and forget after another week slaving in the salt mines of The Man.

Slightly disconcerting news from the strange world of rugby last night as hot England prospect Danny Cipriani has been dropped from Saturday’s clash against the Sweaties, after being papped leaving a nightclub on Wednesday emphasis on the quotes “in the early hours of the morning”.

Turns out young Danny boy was actually dropping off some tickets to the game for a mate at ten past twelve, didn’t drink in the club and was tucked up in bed within the hour. Several ex-players and his Wasps coach Shaun Edwards immediately leapt to his defence.

But no wonder he’s been banned say we. This is surely conduct unbecoming according to the rugby Neanderthals we occasionally encountered in our youth, who’d account it a disgrace if they hadn’t drunk themselves nearly unconscious, indulged in several bouts of homo-erotic grappling and imbibed at least a pint of each others bodily fluids the night before a game.

We know it’s a different game nowadays and this seems especially harsh on the talented young fly-half, even if he does have some rather unusual previous, allegedly bedding an ex-man woman.

Still, perhaps it proves England coach Brian Ashton’s a touch more old school than we thought?

Anyways, elsewhere there’s a veritable sport-a-thon to enjoy this weekend, with umpteen hours of Six Nations action to enjoy, a full round of televised FA cup glory and England probably narrowly escaping defeat at the hands of the sheep worriers. Top quality and Mrs Spurt is sure to be royally neglected this weekend. Sorry love.

Toodle pip! A spurting weekend to you all.