I went to a rugby orientated school (St. Illtyd's) in the 70's when the Welsh Rugby team reigned supreme, at least in the northern hemisphere, and whlst a bit narked that I was pretty much forced to play rugby instead of football (tbf I wasn't much good at football) I was as mad keen on the egg as anyone else, when I wasn't dreaming of pulling on a blue jersey and scoring the winner at NP I was scoring the winning try for Wales.
Last night I was asking the Mrs what we were going to do for dinner Friday night/watch on Telly, when she asked me what I was on about "We're going to the pub to watch Wales" I hadn't even realised we were playing.
The game has changed beyond all recognition from the one I used to play, and the sight of a gurning twat on the telly in a daffodil hat makes me want to stick a boot though the telly.
Oh, and while we're on the subject of "razzmataz" why in the name of all that is holy, do we have those long flags behind the goal for when City score?