Go Overboard, I say.

Wales - 27, England - less
In the cold light of day and taking everything into consideration, when the flames of victory have died down, when all is said and done, England were cr@p.

It really was the most important result. The win was everything. Without the win we really REALLY were up the proverbial waterway without the wooden means of manual locomotion.

It was, be aware, the final stage of Jenkins’ meticulously planned grand plan. Of that there is no doubt. All the games have gone according to The Plan, building cunningly as we are to the World Cup. The players knew what it was about from the Ireland game onwards. He is one canny soldier, that Jenkins. He and the backroom boys had it all worked out. To the letter.

Watch out Henry, the Welsh Are Coming!

But I’m sure The Welsh Camp would be very disappointed as to how totally inept and Shoite the Boise in Woite were.

It was like watching Wales play Wales out there.

Now, seriously, folks (for the first time in the history of this blog, then – Ed.) we should get carried away because it was a vastly improved Welsh effort:

rucking, for Heaven’s Sake!

Crossing the gainline on quick-won ball.

A SCRUM?!! I cannot, in all honesty, recall a Welsh scrum getting the nudge up on the tight-head in decades (excepting the Aussie game when their scrum was worse than St Peter’s U11’s and someone like, oh, Portugal).

And a lineout that didn’t totally fall apart, indeed, we even snuck some of their lines out (oh for crying out loud – remember the meeting where we agreed to drop this ‘lines out’ pedantry? Please. – Ed).

Urgency and Energy were even on show.

And the one that made me most happy, for it shows that He has once more opened His Heart to the Plight of His Chosen People, some decent refereeing at our rucks.

Phew. Heady Stuff.

But, please, let’s get carried away, let us rejoice and sing with happy heart, let us crow and sneer, drink and be merry and go to work with a smile and a hangover come Monday, let us pay for our neighbours boot repairs even, let us go over the top. Oh, yes, let us enjoy it for surely it is special.

But Let Us Not Forget That England Were Cr@p...

And, as an aside, he was truly appalling in the latter bits of everything he did but Shane is still the best thing we got. When he isn’t playing I really don’t get that excited about seeing Wales play; one dance from the Little Fella fills my very being with joy.