Christ. No points. What a monkey nut.
Oh well. Two wasted years with that incoherent simian Andy Robinson has taken its with-hindsight-easily-predictable toll. Let's hope we can get home from this world cup with no more total humiliations, and then prepare for the next one with a lot more fire in our bellies.
What an utter banana. And there was I, fool, actually believing we could win before the kick-off. Emotion can be so blinding.