There was only one place to watch the England tight five crush, destroy and annihilate the Aussie pack today, and that was in a pub in the middle of London, surrounded by dozens of gold-shirted antipodeans.
Oh sweet joy.
With a bit of luck I’ll be up at 6am in the morning to watch Lewis Hamilton claim the F1 World Championship in China, in his first season. If he pulls it off, it’ll be an outrageous achievement. Yep, God is an Englishman this weekend.