Anyone else here married?
Watching Ireland this week is like a marriage.
On Saturday evening I didn't want to know her. Does she know how hard I work (5 hrs a day online excepted :) )? Does she know how much I care? And she goes and does that? How could she?
I can't see myself forgiving her. It's disgraceful. When we wake up tomorrow I'm still gonna be in a huff. I'm right. She's wrong. No debate.
New morning.
Team bus drives past me at 5.40pm on Haddington Road.
I LOVE YOU. GO ON IRELAND! GO ON!
I'm hoarse I shouted so much all night.
We're in it together. Forever. Faithful through & through.