Okay, I’ve had enough with the moaning, the complaining has gone on long enough. Yes the Namibia match was as poor as poor can be. There is no denying that it was shocking in its ineptitude. But I’ve decided that I can’t go with the pessimism any more. Purely from a personal view point.
Instead I’m going to persuade myself that there is a positive. That the fact that the players don’t really seem to know what the problem is won’t mean a repeat is on the cards. I’m going to try and pretend that 4 poor performances don’t mean this is a pattern, or the decline of this team.
Instead I’m going to take comfort in words I read on another blog
They’re smart men, our rugby boys; they speak well and they’re no fools. They know more than you or I about what went wrong on Sunday, and have done enough in recent years to warrant a bit of faith.
A little quiet voice may whisper that they really haven’t done anything, no Six Nations title, no Grand Slam, but I’ll shut that up by thinking of the Triple Crowns we’ve won. And the performances we’ve seen this team give.
Time to keep the faith.