A Breaking Bad Call

|||A Breaking Bad Call


If I had a hat I’d have to eat it – obviously a ‘pork pie’ titfer would be preferable!

I called the game badly today – totally Pete Tong in fact.

In more than one post – www.rugbyoldbloke.wordpress.com – I have set out my concerns re fielding an inexperienced team against the All Blacks. After this morning I take it all back and am preparing to change the name of this blog to ‘stupid old bloke who knows f**k all about rugby’ in order to protect me from being prosecuted as being in contravention of the trade descriptions act.


England played with intensity and no little ambition – all of my calls were wrong – Freddie and Kyle didn’t look out of place in that arena and I thought the forwards were immense.

Sure there were mistakes, but they were playing the world champions – a side who are unbeaten since 2012 This includes a number of games against the Springboks and Wallabies – but not v. Samoa, Fiji or Tonga – a fact which shames the NZRFU!

Stuart Lancaster has built a very strong squad one with significant depth – you have to hand it to him – which is more than I can say for Nigel Owens! If he is the best ref in the world – what the fuck are the others like?
The coaching team now have a selection problem – one in direct contrast to what faced them this week. I fully expect them to bring in many of the guys who were delayed because of the Premiership Final. He will have a formidable side and a very strong bench – lots of guys held their hands up and it augurs well for the future.
The All Blacks will get stronger – but then so will England.

I’m off to get some pickle and find a chapeau – with a bit of luck it will be a ten gallon and I can drink it instead!



By |2014-06-09T20:40:07+00:00June 9th, 2014|

About the Author:

Shutey is a sixty something former rugby player whose obsession with the game far exceeds his playing ability in the years 1959 to 2001. His blog (www.rugbyoldbloke.wordpress.com) details his journey from being completely unknown into total rugby obscurity. His writing varies from the serious subjects to the (very) tongue in cheek but can always be relied upon to be generally illiterate and coarse. Much like the way he played.