The weather may have been shocking, but for me the six nations this year was at its unpredictable best, who would have walked into the bookies on the first day and put money on the French propping up the table? Then you had the Italians winning two memorable battles in Rome, the Irish nose diving after their magical performance in Cardiff and of course ‘that’ game to decide the champions of 2013.
Not a tournament for the purists producing a record low of tries but one for the Welsh in the end as they were deservedly crowned champions and bookended the tournament with the two best games (v Ireland and v England). I’m not going to pour over all of the analysis it’s been done to death (especially in Wales with the fickle media slaughtering Howley & Co after the first game and worshiping him after the last); instead I thought I would share some pictures of my experiences of the tournament which included The Rhondda, Cardiff and Edinburgh. As you can probably tell I loved every minute of it!
During our trip to Edinburgh we set off at 5.30am and travelled by car plane and then car to our beautiful destination. So in closing I would like to give a shout out to all who braved the elements in the stadiums, the dads squeezing their kids onto the trains, the drivers who covered the length and breadth of Europe, the drinkers and singers in the pubs, the millions of pundits and selectors and Gabby Logan – Let’s do it all again next year, but please let’s have a little more sun!!!!!!!!