best abuse of the Paddy's Day effect evar

So look, despite my annual PSA and what not I am generally not ill-disposed towards confused Am*r*c*n tourists looking for their ancestors and what not. But this evening in the pub, a local girl who is in fact Scottish was putting on a Texas accent and affecting a great deal of "I'm Irish" in order to put off some hapless drunken paddy. How I didn't fall off my barstool laughing I have no idea. Paddy O'Suitor was sufficiently drunk as to not notice when the accent dropped, either, causing further hilarity on my part.

six nations final weekend, match 1

Scotland beat Italy in a game that really deserved to be a draw. But hey, go Scotland!

game 2

so near and yet so far. Wales looked like winning (which would've set us up for a Championship win) until they conceded a try with only six minutes left on the clock, and then conceded a further penalty. Crappity. Wales were definitely the better team, I think.

game 3: we rule! (barely)

For the third time in a row we've beaten the English at their home ground, and we've taken the triple crown. Woohoo!

classic comment

"There's nothing quite so sweet as a broken chariot" - Michael Lester, RTÉ man-on-the-spot in a pub somewhere in the heart of Donnybrook, home of Irish international rughby.