And so here we are again, at the beginning of the best and oldest international rugby tournament in the world, the Six Nations.
The tournament started life in the 1880s as "The Home Championship", contested by England, Ireland, Scotland and Wales. France joined in 1910, were chucked out in 1931, rejoined in 1939 for one season, and came back again in 1947. Italy made it Six Nations in 2000.
Looking back on
my preview of the 2005 Six Nations, I had high hopes. We had England and France at home, and could surely put enough past the other three teams away from home. A Grand Slam was seen as possible. But alas it didn't happen. We got past Italy and

Scotland handy enough, and managed to see off England at Lansdowne Road by exactly the same score as we'd beaten them in Twickenham the year before, 19-13.
Then the wheels fell off. We lost 19-26 to France in Lansdowne, and a week later, the Welsh beat us 32-20 in Cardiff, and ran off with the Grand Slam.
The cheeky fuckers!
THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE
OUR GRAND SLAM!!
I'll never forget that day. My wife was at work and we had visitors coming over for dinner that evening. So I had to tidy the place up. I was fuming that Ireland could have capitulated so easily and almost tore strips out of the carpet with the hoover. I was mopping the floor of the kitchen going "Fuckin'fuckin'fuckin'fuckin'fuckin'fuckin'fuckin'..."
Completely irrational, of course, but understandable. We even had a very enjoyable evening with my wife's sister and her husband, though Kieran and I didn't actually discuss the rugby all that much. We were both too disgusted.
So this year, I should be confident. Munster and Leinster make up the bulk of the Irish team and both teams have their tails up, having qualified for the quarter-finals of the Heineken Cup. Our two talismen, Brian O'Driscoll and Paul O'Connell are both back from injury and playing ferocious rugby. David Wallace is in the team.
But I'm not confident. The Irish national set-up is very different to the provinces. Declan Kidney and Michael Cheika allow their player to show their natural flair. They allow risk taking and like for players to use their heads. That doesn't happen in the national scheme of things. Witness the Autumn internationals. Here the team stuck to a rigid game plan that only allowed for damage limitation. They knew they were not going to beat the All-Blacks, so why try? The best they were hoping for was to try to keep the All-Blacks score down to an acceptable level. In the end it didn't happen, and only for Marcus Horan's last minute try, Ireland would have suffered the ignominy of a whitewash.
We will lose both our away matches. England will emerge from their post-World Cup ennui this year, and our two match winning run against them will come to an end. France will beat us, as usual. What is it about the French? They often play indifferently against Wales, England and Scotland, but when it comes to Ireland, they are ruthless and clinical. As Kevin Keegan said about Man Yoo once "I'd LUV IT if we beat them!" but we won't.
We should see Scotland and Italy off without too much drama. How badly we lose to France will determine how we fare against Wales. Two years ago we beat them comfortably, but that is unlikely to happen again, even with their injury and suspension problems. I'm worried about this one.
So overall, my prediction is that we will come fourth, our worst standing in the Six Nations since Italy joined.
1. France - Champions but probably not Grand Slam
2. England - Triple Crown
3. Wales
4. Ireland
5. Scotland
6. Italy