the world cup is coming
I've just finished watching a video of the 2003 Rugby World Cup Final. What. A. Game.
Played in Sydney, the game kicked-off at 9am London time and we had to get to the pub early to get a good spot to watch. We ended up watching in The Wellington opposite Waterloo Station after trying to get into the Walkabout at Temple - I got there about 7.30am but it had been full since 4am! Such was the anticipation, and the game lived up to it - King Jonny slotting over a drop-kick (with his weaker foot) in the dying minutes of extra-time. But let's not forget the rest of the team; they were immense.
The Wellington was full of Chelsea fans (they were playing somewhere that day which required taking a train from Waterloo) - those footy boys didn't have a clue about rugby and my mate Neil and I had to keep explaining the rules to them as the game went along. They celebrated well though - we all did! I can't remember much about the rest of the day...
Watching again this evening at different times during the game I was shouting at the screen, my heart was pounding, I had butterflies and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end. And this was a replay. What a defence we put up that day. Intense. Inspiring.
It doesn't look like we're going to do so well this time round though - I'd say the All Blacks and Les Bleus are my favourites to win. I'll be impressed if England make it to the semi-finals. Hopefully I'll get to watch some of the games in the pub - no doubt I'll be explaining the rules to those unfortunately unenlightened about the great game here too. Less than a week until England vs. USA. I can't wait.
Played in Sydney, the game kicked-off at 9am London time and we had to get to the pub early to get a good spot to watch. We ended up watching in The Wellington opposite Waterloo Station after trying to get into the Walkabout at Temple - I got there about 7.30am but it had been full since 4am! Such was the anticipation, and the game lived up to it - King Jonny slotting over a drop-kick (with his weaker foot) in the dying minutes of extra-time. But let's not forget the rest of the team; they were immense.
The Wellington was full of Chelsea fans (they were playing somewhere that day which required taking a train from Waterloo) - those footy boys didn't have a clue about rugby and my mate Neil and I had to keep explaining the rules to them as the game went along. They celebrated well though - we all did! I can't remember much about the rest of the day...
Watching again this evening at different times during the game I was shouting at the screen, my heart was pounding, I had butterflies and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing on end. And this was a replay. What a defence we put up that day. Intense. Inspiring.
It doesn't look like we're going to do so well this time round though - I'd say the All Blacks and Les Bleus are my favourites to win. I'll be impressed if England make it to the semi-finals. Hopefully I'll get to watch some of the games in the pub - no doubt I'll be explaining the rules to those unfortunately unenlightened about the great game here too. Less than a week until England vs. USA. I can't wait.
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posted by James at Sunday, September 02, 2007
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