There must be something about Sydney, venomously
polluted water from recycling their own spittle may’ve
affected ability to see beyond a sum squared of their
own egocentric lucidity, there’s an irony in it but they’ll
happily wear the crumbs claiming it is the whole menu;
normally winning a Super Rugby title 36 - 35 is a relief
not an opportunity to strut and preen as the deserving
supremos demonstrating their undeniable invincibility
finished first, albeit unconvincingly, yet even that stays
palpably in the records as the slimmest margin to date;
but we’ll bet it won’t deter our NSW mates, who’ll crow
as only they can while stating a case to be written into
Super Rugby history as the greatest of the Greats …
© 2 August 2014, I. D. Carswell
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