Despite Flickr's quirks sometimes winding me up, I've decided to set up an account for posting some of my rugby photos. You can see them at:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rugbymadgirl/
Never fear, this won't be a replacement for http://www.rugbypix.com, merely another way of driving some traffic to it, hopefully!
If you're listening, and are a member of Flickr, please stop by and say hello.
Off to see Sarries v Worcester on Sunday; bit of a crunch match all in all. Hopefully we can see a repeat of the win we had against Sale. Fingers, toes and all other available bits crossed.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Monday, March 20, 2006
Ireland Edge Us Out!
Well, the England Jinx did seem to involve me, but this time I was actually at Twickenham. Managed to get a last minute ticket from a friend with a Debenture seat who couldn't make it on the day. Great view from the East Stand...Just a shame that we lost out to, what I think, were two dodgy reffing decisions - the big screen replays surely showed a foot in touch, but Mr Linesman's flag remained resolutely by his side, and so the Irish try held up - that could have been the 5 points which made the difference. A pity, as I'd have been perfectly happy with a dead "fair" win - this way, we just feel cheated!
Ah well, there's always next year. In the meantime, I did get some nice photos of the English Beefs in action.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
England Jinx
I've worked out what England's jinx has been in the Six Nations this year - ME!
It's obvious when you think about it:
See the correlation? Whenever I'm at home watching it on my own, we bomb. Watch it live or with mates and we do OK.
So what does this bode for our clash against Ireland, I hear you ask? Sadly, I didn't get any of the ERSC extra tickets to see it at Twickenham, BUT I have arranged to go to FakeBob's for the match - so hopefully this will end the jinx and we will be fine.
And you thought I was deluded? Ha ha.
It's obvious when you think about it:
- England v Wales - excellent win - I'm at Twickenham watching
- Italy v Wales - good win - I'm watching it on the telly with friends
- Scotland v Wales - loss - I'm watching it on the telly ALONE
- France v Wales - tragic loss - I'm watching it on the telly ALONE AGAIN
See the correlation? Whenever I'm at home watching it on my own, we bomb. Watch it live or with mates and we do OK.
So what does this bode for our clash against Ireland, I hear you ask? Sadly, I didn't get any of the ERSC extra tickets to see it at Twickenham, BUT I have arranged to go to FakeBob's for the match - so hopefully this will end the jinx and we will be fine.
And you thought I was deluded? Ha ha.
Monday, March 13, 2006
Les Rosbifs Get Roasted
Q: When is watching rugby like watching Doctor Who?
A: When its England vs France in Paris, 12th March 2006
Why? Well for most of the game I felt like cowering behind the sofa, watching the action through my fingers and wincing when the baddies came to get us. England were merde, no other word for it. And if I thought the last game against the Scots was miserable, then I hadn't seen anything yet! I've no idea why though, it all seemed pretty inexplicably bad. Knock-ons, bumping into our own men, inept lineouts (whatever happend to that, we've had good lineouts in the past few games??). We just seemed to make mistakes left, right and centre. I had that sinking feeling pretty much from the off, when Les Grenouilles scored an intercept try within a minute of kickoff.
So today, I have to contemplate if I want to try and get a ticket for next week's game at Twickenham, where we host our Irish friends. It seems like a very long time ago that we had that great win over Wales at the start of this year's tournament.
I do feel sorry for Martin Corry - he seemed to be about the only guy putting up any effort yesterday. He looked gutted in the after-match interview, as if he was on the verge of tears. It can only fuel the Corry/Dallaglio debate further. The one other saving grace of the whole fiasco was that Danny Grewcock didn't to anything stupid to get himself sent off or cited.
A Chink of Light For Saracens
Despite my doom and gloom predictions for the Men in Black last Friday, they managed to pull a win against Sale out of the bag. Admittedly, Sale were a few good men down to International duty, but so were we - at least three of our boys are in Australia for the Commonwealth Games Sevens tournament. So I was really pleased that they managed to get a few points on the board. We're still sitting at 11 out of 12 in the table, but at least we are a precious few points further ahead than Leeds at the moment. Hope we can continue like that for our next home game against Worcester!
A: When its England vs France in Paris, 12th March 2006
Why? Well for most of the game I felt like cowering behind the sofa, watching the action through my fingers and wincing when the baddies came to get us. England were merde, no other word for it. And if I thought the last game against the Scots was miserable, then I hadn't seen anything yet! I've no idea why though, it all seemed pretty inexplicably bad. Knock-ons, bumping into our own men, inept lineouts (whatever happend to that, we've had good lineouts in the past few games??). We just seemed to make mistakes left, right and centre. I had that sinking feeling pretty much from the off, when Les Grenouilles scored an intercept try within a minute of kickoff.
So today, I have to contemplate if I want to try and get a ticket for next week's game at Twickenham, where we host our Irish friends. It seems like a very long time ago that we had that great win over Wales at the start of this year's tournament.
I do feel sorry for Martin Corry - he seemed to be about the only guy putting up any effort yesterday. He looked gutted in the after-match interview, as if he was on the verge of tears. It can only fuel the Corry/Dallaglio debate further. The one other saving grace of the whole fiasco was that Danny Grewcock didn't to anything stupid to get himself sent off or cited.
A Chink of Light For Saracens
Despite my doom and gloom predictions for the Men in Black last Friday, they managed to pull a win against Sale out of the bag. Admittedly, Sale were a few good men down to International duty, but so were we - at least three of our boys are in Australia for the Commonwealth Games Sevens tournament. So I was really pleased that they managed to get a few points on the board. We're still sitting at 11 out of 12 in the table, but at least we are a precious few points further ahead than Leeds at the moment. Hope we can continue like that for our next home game against Worcester!
Friday, March 10, 2006
Half-Baked Commentary
As a regular reader of the excellent Halfbakery website, I quite often get a chuckle out of some of the suggestions which are posted there. I came across one today that I thought was really great - not in a funny sense, but one which would actually work, a proposition for Beginners Commentary.
What struck me was this - if I'd had access to such a commentary for rugby earlier, then I would probably have been watching it for a lot longer than I have - it was really only the lack of knowledge of the laws which was stopping me from getting into it sooner :-)
And talking of rugger, Saracens are away to Sale this evening. I don't hold out much hope of a win, since Sale have been at the top of the table for most of this season, and as mentioned before, Saracens are going through rather a black patch at the mo. But I hope they put up a good fight!
Another juicy weekend of Six Nations games await... England v France being the one I've a vested interest in, although I will watch the other two on video over the weekend. I'm also looking forward to going to a friend's Birthday lunch on Saturday, hence having to record the games that afternoon. See - despite what you may think, I do have a social life!
Another nice thing to happen today, I got an email from an old chum and we have arranged to meet up and catch up next week. We've known each other for, my god, 10 years now! Time flies. We met through a shared admiration for Canadian Mountie comedy/drama show Due South, and have discovered lots of shared interests in the meantime. Not least that she is a rather obsessed photographer, much like myself! It will be good to see how she is and what's been going on lately.
Ah well, not a lot more to add today. That's All Folks!
What struck me was this - if I'd had access to such a commentary for rugby earlier, then I would probably have been watching it for a lot longer than I have - it was really only the lack of knowledge of the laws which was stopping me from getting into it sooner :-)
And talking of rugger, Saracens are away to Sale this evening. I don't hold out much hope of a win, since Sale have been at the top of the table for most of this season, and as mentioned before, Saracens are going through rather a black patch at the mo. But I hope they put up a good fight!
Another juicy weekend of Six Nations games await... England v France being the one I've a vested interest in, although I will watch the other two on video over the weekend. I'm also looking forward to going to a friend's Birthday lunch on Saturday, hence having to record the games that afternoon. See - despite what you may think, I do have a social life!
Another nice thing to happen today, I got an email from an old chum and we have arranged to meet up and catch up next week. We've known each other for, my god, 10 years now! Time flies. We met through a shared admiration for Canadian Mountie comedy/drama show Due South, and have discovered lots of shared interests in the meantime. Not least that she is a rather obsessed photographer, much like myself! It will be good to see how she is and what's been going on lately.
Ah well, not a lot more to add today. That's All Folks!
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Hiccups On And Off The Field
On The Field
Saracens suffered another home defeat in the Guinness Premiership at the weekend, and I was unfortunate enough to witness it first hand. I've no idea when the Club is supposed to be drafting in sacked Wallabies' coach Eddie Jones, but something is needed, and fast - they are just 4 points off the bottom of the table! And don't get me started about the alleged "saviour" for England and Saracens, a certain Mr Andy Farrell. The Wigan Pie Man has not been seen playing in anger this season in a black or white shirt. How long does a bruised toe take to heel, for heavens' sake?
Off The Field
And talking of hiccups, an Asian guy sat next to me on the tube on the way home from work last night. He seemed normal enough to start with, but after a few minutes it became clear he'd got a bad case of hiccups - thankfully the silent variety! He was playing Draughts on his mobile, body periodically convulsing, and I felt really sorry for him. We all know what its like when Hiccups strike, and I sat there for ages, debating in my head whether I should turn and shout "Rah" at him to surprise his Hiccups away. But then I thought that he (and the rest of the carriage population) would think I was completely nuts. So I kept schtum, and left him at Liverpool Street, jiggling away in the corner of the carriage, like he had a case of St. Vitus' Dance.
Saracens suffered another home defeat in the Guinness Premiership at the weekend, and I was unfortunate enough to witness it first hand. I've no idea when the Club is supposed to be drafting in sacked Wallabies' coach Eddie Jones, but something is needed, and fast - they are just 4 points off the bottom of the table! And don't get me started about the alleged "saviour" for England and Saracens, a certain Mr Andy Farrell. The Wigan Pie Man has not been seen playing in anger this season in a black or white shirt. How long does a bruised toe take to heel, for heavens' sake?
Off The Field
And talking of hiccups, an Asian guy sat next to me on the tube on the way home from work last night. He seemed normal enough to start with, but after a few minutes it became clear he'd got a bad case of hiccups - thankfully the silent variety! He was playing Draughts on his mobile, body periodically convulsing, and I felt really sorry for him. We all know what its like when Hiccups strike, and I sat there for ages, debating in my head whether I should turn and shout "Rah" at him to surprise his Hiccups away. But then I thought that he (and the rest of the carriage population) would think I was completely nuts. So I kept schtum, and left him at Liverpool Street, jiggling away in the corner of the carriage, like he had a case of St. Vitus' Dance.
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