Rugga

1/4

Firstly there was the Army - Navy match. Sterlingly documented by Briggsy.

2/4

Only a week later, Milky returned, doing his part to help the elderly and infirm, by taking his Father with him, Milky Snr.

The day consisted of two games. The earlier kick off time was for the Wildcard Premiership final, the winner of this would be granted admittance into the Heineken Cup next season.

The combatants were Saracens and Gloucester.

From our lofty seats we watched in awe as the small flecks of colour ran haphazard round the field of play. We later realised the, flecks of colour were the grounds men preparing the turf and a rogue balloon that we had originally assumed to be a world class winger playing havoc with the opposing teams defensive line.

The resultant score line when the teams locked horns and did battle was a confident victory for Saracens 24 points to 16. (The team I had chosen to support before either side had taken the field.)

A decision I resolutely stuck to despite the large hulk of a man I was sat next to who appeared to be supporting Gloucester. :-/

The Final

The Zurich Premiership Final was between the two most dominant teams of the last few years. London Wasps (black and yellow) and Leicester Tigers (green and red)



You'll notice how the Wasps logo is helpfully labelled incase it is mistaken for a similar winged beast like a hornet, bee or ladybird. (London Ladybirds, hmmm, I think someone missed an opportunity there.)

This match was a marked improvement on the previous game. The two teams played strongly and it was a great opportunity to witness one of the last times Martin Johnson would face off against Lawrence Dallaglio.

Wasps started unexpectedly buoyant and in truth Leicester never really recovered. Wasps star player was fullback Mark Van Gisbergen, who scored a late try and kicked 21 of their 39 points haul.

The final result was 39-14 to Wasps.

Another fantastic choice of team to support!! Although again, the man mountain next to me did not appear to be too happy, as I noticed her was wearing a historic version of a Leicester top. However, my saving grace was his son, who also supported Wasps.

If I was a betting man, I could have made money on both those matches.

Although I'd probably also be an alcoholic and watching the match from a betting shop rather than in Twickenham.

3/4

Today, I venture to Wales (somewhere to the left-ish) to watch the British Lions entertain the Argies. Briggsy is keeping me company, and will no doubt holler enough for the both of us and again take part in harmless banter with a person seven times our combined body weight.

A match report shall follow.

But I can already pre-warn you, I will be supporting the Lions in this one...

I simply love that Red outift they've got!!!