Ireland 3 vs Lee 1

The Pregame:
The last time I faced Ireland in 2002, i was comprehensive beaten by some well placed rohypnol in Galway, a seafood chowder somewhere along the River Shannon and whatever germs were on the Blarney Stone at the time. It was payback time!

Friday 16th February 18:00 - Ireland (0) Vs Lee (0)
Game starts. On the train to the Heathrow, London's leading source of air-related pain and misery Cat decides to have some fun with the usual bored, stare-at-their feet London tube commuters and cuts one away. Let me and the bald guy sitting across from us tell you, for 50kg Cat is punching way above her weight with that one. And then she tried to blame it on the lady next to her. For shame Cat. For shame.

Saturday 17th February 03:21 - Ireland (1) Vs Lee (0)
After a energetic start checking into a hotel room and polishing a bottle of wine quick smart, Temple Bar posts first points for Ireland. Me and Cat are thrown out of a nightclub for being too rowdy. Seriously, we were in Ireland, is there even such a phrase as 'too rowdy' in Irish? It was a good first half though. I swear I see two heads in one bed in our dorm. But i don't trust my eyes.

Saturday 17th February 05:21 - Ireland (1) Vs Lee (0)
I wake up to what i think is dodgy sounds. Slurping, kissing, sucky noises etc. I don't trust my ears.

Saturday 17th February 09:11 - Ireland (1) Vs Lee (1)
Open bloodshot eyes. We've missed breakfast. Cat's having a shower and a short, round-ish middle aged German mum walks into the room. And prcoeeds to get changed whilst chatting to me. Lucky i missed breakfast. Score.

Sunday 18th February 01:45 - Ireland (1) Vs Lee (2)

A very interesting day in Dublin, the Book of Kells, Khilmainay Gaol and a freezing open top bus tour. Then a random house party which ended up with us in some private members only club somewhere. Score. We get back to our hostel. Nympho German mum is sound asleep alone.

Sunday 18th February 08:22 - Ireland (2) Vs Lee (2)
After breakie and during packing i find that the nymphomaniac German mother has left a condom wrapper from her late night antics on my jacket. I am suitably grossed out and frantically search to ensure that the contents are not lost somewhere in my clothes. Ireland has hit the equalizer.

Sunday 18th February 15:27 - Ireland (3) Vs Lee (2)
A nice day walking from the seaside village of Dalkey to Bray. Looks like i've beaten her. But bang! Ireland scores out of nowhere to snatch victory again. With the clock winding down and me and Cat sober and contained, we were hit with a shock ejection from another Irish pub. Damned! Ireland hits the winner with only minutes remaining. This time we were thrown out not cause we were 'too rowdy'. On the contrary we were just having an post-lunch afternoon kip. On their sofas. In their establishment. Without buying a drink. How rude of them :) Oh well, theres always the Donegal trip to make amends....