For the love of rugby
March 25th 2009
4.30 am on Sunday morning and Jon and I sit in the Celtic club in Melbourne hoping to watch history in the making; one of the things I miss most about being in Europe is watching and attending six nation matches, those moments when people put aside club grievances and embrace the totality of Irish rugby, when songs born in Connaught, adopted by Munster become the anthems of a nation; although le
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