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.


 
			
			 
					
						 
					
						 
  
  
					
					
					
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			 Originally Posted by Stuttgart88
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			 and I forgave her. We're going on a weeks holiday to Northern Italy in the new year so I said I'll wait till then and see how she behaves over there before making any permenant decision, she knows she has me in her pocket though the b1tch!!
 and I forgave her. We're going on a weeks holiday to Northern Italy in the new year so I said I'll wait till then and see how she behaves over there before making any permenant decision, she knows she has me in her pocket though the b1tch!!
						 
			 
			
			 
			
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