Our turn to test them out as Cian, our little right wing, decides to run straight at them. Why are the little fellas so completely nuts? You have to hand it to him. Everyone knows he is a complete power bottom and as fearless as they come. With a swerve of his hips, he beats their number eight, but there is no more space and two props right in front of him. He introduces himself by running straight at the first one at full pelt; he positively bounces off him, knocking the big prop onto his ass, but he’s nabbed by the second one. I can’t help but think these lads are going to be pounding the hole off him at some stage this weekend. Fearless.
Sean and I charge in to clear the breakdown. These lads are bigger than we are, but we are crazier. We have them rattled. I know what they are asking themselves, “How can these wee men be so fucking crazy in the contact?” Because we are Irish, and we love the fight. So front up, you big Marys.