LESS than two weeks ago, a French pal of mine gleefully bounded across a crowded dancefloor to tell me the result of his homeland's Rugby World Cup quarter final, and that my compatriots would be playing his in the semi. It was obvious what he thought the result would be.
I texted him after Saturday's game, and strangely enough, I'm still awaiting a reply.
Let's hope the footballing England's result in Moscow isn't mirrored at the Stade De France this weekend.
Mr Wilkinson, your nation needs you. And especially your rather good kicking foot.
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