Gibbo - After the somber withdrawal symptoms brought on by Rugby overload last autumn, the crisp winter mornings have me walking with a new spring in my step, we are just 2 weeks away from the return of international rugby and back to the comfort zone of niggling Anglo-Celtic-Gallic grudges and gloating.
What a fascinating 6 Nations it is going to be. The RWC turned my perspective of all of the teams on its head. France and Ireland both failed to show the prowess that they have offered the last 4 years, Italy's rise came crashing down, Wales could not break out of their dour shackles and show the class that won a Grand Slam 3 years ago, while a bunch of old codgers from England stuck their fingers up at everyone only to fall short at the last hurdle.
It is tough to fathom what may happen in the coming months as so many of the teams are now deemed "in transition".
Scotland may have the least flux as they have been rebuilding for a couple of years, but they have been blighted by some recent injuries.
What will Eddie O do about his aging Irish team? A last hurrah to take that 60 year long evasive Grand Slam, maybe?
Can Warren Gatland bring his magic to the Welsh squad at such short notice? (A stroke of genius has already been played by bringing Martyn Williams back from retirement)
Will Ashton begin the transition to the potential golden boys that England has lined up?
Who the hell is this fella Nallet France picked as a captain?
What will Italy do now that Troncon is old enough for a free bus pass?
So many questions to be answered. I suspect we have more opinions than all of the pundits following the American presidential election combined.
Spout away gents and enjoy the rugby.
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