So, with the Euro cups decided, Mr Venter's appeal to be heard tonight and the GP and Magners League finals this weekend, the Northern Hemisphere is limbering up to face off against South and (probably) get its collective backside minced.
England have named as astronomically large 44 man touring party, yet have still failed to include the likes of Anthony Allen (form centre throughout the year) or Chris Robshaw (top notch backrow talent) in favour of outright poaches like Shontayne "[strike]ex-Leaguie[/strike] long time rugby player with duff knees and a [strike]New Zealand[/strike] English passport" and Hendrie "Honest to God, I'm [strike]South African[/strike] English, I'm a [strike]30 year old[/strike] young player and a [strike]journeyman[/strike] former S14 star" Fourie.
And so on 30th May Martin Johnson's merry band of men trot out against the Barbarians. And he's named his team, and what a team -
15. Ben Foden
14. Mark Cueto
13. Mike Tindall
12. Shontayne Hape
11. David Strettle
10. Charlie Hodgson
9. Danny Care
1. Jon Golding
2. Steve Thompson
3. Paul Doran-Jones
4. Dave Attwood
5. Tom Palmer
6. James Haskell
7. Steffon Armitage
8. Nick Easter
16. Lee Mears
17. Tim Payne
18. Dan Ward-Smith
19. Joe Worsley
20. Joe Simpson
21. Olly Barkley
22. Mathew Tait
Another winger picked out of position to accomodate Lead In His Boots Cueto, a centre partnership containing two elusive runner to take advantage of Hodgson's silky passing, Melonhead Worsley on the bench for no real reason I can fathom and the mighty(ly shit) Tim Payne covering tighthead, when he's barely capable of covering loosehead.
On with the show, then.
England have named as astronomically large 44 man touring party, yet have still failed to include the likes of Anthony Allen (form centre throughout the year) or Chris Robshaw (top notch backrow talent) in favour of outright poaches like Shontayne "[strike]ex-Leaguie[/strike] long time rugby player with duff knees and a [strike]New Zealand[/strike] English passport" and Hendrie "Honest to God, I'm [strike]South African[/strike] English, I'm a [strike]30 year old[/strike] young player and a [strike]journeyman[/strike] former S14 star" Fourie.
And so on 30th May Martin Johnson's merry band of men trot out against the Barbarians. And he's named his team, and what a team -
15. Ben Foden
14. Mark Cueto
13. Mike Tindall
12. Shontayne Hape
11. David Strettle
10. Charlie Hodgson
9. Danny Care
1. Jon Golding
2. Steve Thompson
3. Paul Doran-Jones
4. Dave Attwood
5. Tom Palmer
6. James Haskell
7. Steffon Armitage
8. Nick Easter
16. Lee Mears
17. Tim Payne
18. Dan Ward-Smith
19. Joe Worsley
20. Joe Simpson
21. Olly Barkley
22. Mathew Tait
Another winger picked out of position to accomodate Lead In His Boots Cueto, a centre partnership containing two elusive runner to take advantage of Hodgson's silky passing, Melonhead Worsley on the bench for no real reason I can fathom and the mighty(ly shit) Tim Payne covering tighthead, when he's barely capable of covering loosehead.
On with the show, then.
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