Originally Posted by
the other bob wilson
It shows how much I've fallen out of love with rugby that I've only watched about twenty minutes of our two games so far. As it turned out, I saw the last ten minutes of the first half of yesterday's game and, despite us scoring a well worked try, I couldn't help thinking that I'd watched the "guts" of the match - the time when it probably got away from us.
We scored one try, but blew two or three other very promising positions because of the usual failure to deliver in really important attacking scrums and line outs. Also, despite all of the talk about playing a more enterprising game, all of the evidence that, even in the man's absence, "Warrenball" is still alive and well was there in abundance when we tried to spread the ball - what has happened to the flair and creativity which sustained Welsh International rugby through the first one hundred and twenty odd years of it's existence?