If George Hook ever gets a job giving tips on horses on the racing pages we won’t have a shirt left on our backs. The bailiffs will be at the door repossessing our furniture because of gambling depts.
Our children will be sold into bondage as Paddy Power seeks to cut his losses. Paddy will make our grandmothers play Russian roulette above in Cappanty Woods.
Hook, a tiresome old windbag at the best of times, was on the papers today saying that fans must face facts – the bandwagon (Munster) was coming to an end.
And then Munster upped and won, claiming a bonus-point into the bargain after running in four tries at the Stade Aime Giral to see off the challenge of their main Pool 1 rivals Perpignan for the second time in eight days.
Tries from Fogarty, Hurley, de Villiers and Howlett and penalties and conversions from O’Gara and Warwick secured a highly impressive 37-14 win – a win which leaves the Reds firmly on course for the quarter finals for the 12th year in a row.
Poor old Hook. But then again, Munster are ignorant fuckers. I mean, have they any regard for a pundit’s reputation? Wouldn’t you think they’d do the decent thing and follow the auld bollocks’s advice and lose?
No, of course not. Typical of them, only thinking of themselves, travelling over to Catalonia and burying the French champions in their own back yard.
Hook’s piece was contained under a headline which read: “Perpignan Pride Should Cripple a Weakening Munster.” Dear, oh dear, another collector’s item.
Meantime, it has to go down as the intro of the week on the sports sections of the national websites – the same clown, obviously out of the Hook school of getting predictions spectacularly wrong in front of a national audience, predicted that Munster would lose by 20 points today.
Dear, oh fucking dear again.
The above also wrote that Munster must start winning against Perpignan away tomorrow to maintain their position among Europe’s top tier (he used the words start winning).
Er, am, Munster won against Perpignan in Thomond Park last weekend.
They did beat them last weekend, didn’t they? I’m not missing something here am I?
Maybe when O’Gara fired over the final penalty everyone fucked off down to the pub and Perpignan snuck in an injury time try or a drop goal?
Only Perpignan, the ref and the above cretin know about it. All newspapers, TV and radio were kept in the dark. That will teach ’em.
It wouldn’t be the first time that a team snatched victory from the jowls of defeat deep into injury time. Remember the Shannon versus Young Munster game a few years back.
On second thoughts, best not go there. Some grown men are still receiving counselling after that one.
Meanwhile, is English rugby legend Jeremy Guscott actually Africa born Barack Obama? Guscott told the BBC yesterday that it would be a foolish man who would write off Munster.
Exactly Jeremy – and we don’t have far to look for them over here.
Meantime, congratulations to Munster. Their best away performance in years.