Monday, 29 April 2013

A rugby masterclass

It's been some time since I went to Rugby, but this changed at the weekend when Saracens drew Toulon in the Heineken cup semi final at Twickenham. From the final whistles being blown in the matches of the previous round my figures were poised over the iPad to book tickets.... Why? Because Jonny Wilkinson plays for Toulon and it would mean that he would be running out onto the hallowed turf of Twickenham in a No 10 shirt...alas not for England or Saracens, but I good gaze at the god of greatness on a rugby field in the UK possibly for the last time.

The day was bright if a little cold, perfect rugby weather and the commute from Waterloo out on the train was as entertaining as ever... Lots if fun and banter on the train.As I arrived at Twickenham the RCT bus had just drawn up and the Toulon squad were exiting, Jonny as you imagine received rapturous applause and cheers. Within 15 minutes I was in my seat and amazed to see JW on the pitch warming up and practising kicking ..
This was 90 minutes before the game and epitomises why this guy is as good as he is.I had already predicted the previous evening that it would be a Toulon win and it would boil down to the two No 10's and their kicking ability. Owen Farrell is Sarries No 10 and the current England fly half.  It was like watching the apprentice meet the master...
Wilkinson's game was a sheer masterclass from start to finish and deservedly won man of the match. Sarries lost some silly penalties and with an added bonus of Jonny Wilkinson scoring a drop goal it finished with Toulon 24 Saracens 12.
Although Saracens lost it was a great game to watch if only to revel in the knowledge of witnessing a
master of his craft.... and yummy to boot!


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Monday, 29 April 2013

A rugby masterclass

It's been some time since I went to Rugby, but this changed at the weekend when Saracens drew Toulon in the Heineken cup semi final at Twickenham. From the final whistles being blown in the matches of the previous round my figures were poised over the iPad to book tickets.... Why? Because Jonny Wilkinson plays for Toulon and it would mean that he would be running out onto the hallowed turf of Twickenham in a No 10 shirt...alas not for England or Saracens, but I good gaze at the god of greatness on a rugby field in the UK possibly for the last time.

The day was bright if a little cold, perfect rugby weather and the commute from Waterloo out on the train was as entertaining as ever... Lots if fun and banter on the train.As I arrived at Twickenham the RCT bus had just drawn up and the Toulon squad were exiting, Jonny as you imagine received rapturous applause and cheers. Within 15 minutes I was in my seat and amazed to see JW on the pitch warming up and practising kicking ..
This was 90 minutes before the game and epitomises why this guy is as good as he is.I had already predicted the previous evening that it would be a Toulon win and it would boil down to the two No 10's and their kicking ability. Owen Farrell is Sarries No 10 and the current England fly half.  It was like watching the apprentice meet the master...
Wilkinson's game was a sheer masterclass from start to finish and deservedly won man of the match. Sarries lost some silly penalties and with an added bonus of Jonny Wilkinson scoring a drop goal it finished with Toulon 24 Saracens 12.
Although Saracens lost it was a great game to watch if only to revel in the knowledge of witnessing a
master of his craft.... and yummy to boot!


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