We have to admit that we didn't have Daily Mail sports columnist Martin Samuel in our rolodex for "Defenders Of The Victims of Irish Clerical Abuse but fair play to the sports journalist of the Year for taking a stand and reminding his readers of the black mark of peodophilia that hangs over the Irish Catholic church in his column today. What this has to with rugby and Ireland's chariot demolition on Saturday I'm not quite sure, but regardless, under the subheading Careful Andrew, there are skeletons in Ireland's closet, too (scroll down), Samuel today took Andrew Trimble to task for being historically blind in his desire to beat England badly.
'I always love listening to [Paul O'Connell] during England week,' Trimble said.
'We wanted to get everything right technically, but we also wanted to use our physicality, our intensity, just a real hatred. We never get sick of beating England; that is why we enjoyed the win so much. There's a lot of history there.'
Indeed there is. Like the European Union's £73.7billion bailout for the failing Irish economy last November, that could end up costing British taxpayers in the region of £6.07bn.
Not many songs about that on Saturday, though, just the usual one about prison ships, prison walls and a terrible famine that took place 160 years ago yet is still thrown in the face of every visitor in an England shirt, as if it was cooked up in the Harlequins dressing room last Tuesday.
Maybe next time Martin Johnson visits he could give a rousing and equally relevant speech before the game based on vengeance for all the little kiddies abused by Ireland's paedophile priests.Or is it only the English who have entries in the history books of which their modern descendants might be ashamed?"
We agree: the Murphy Report would make great locker room bulletin board material. Perhaps Chris Ashton could take a half-hour off swan dive practice to compose a melodious ditty about the Cardinal Brady cover-up.
Look, we find it bewildering that Irish athletes get so motivated to beat England. But sorry Martin - it is has little to do with avenging the starved and landless dead and everything to do with knocking a cocky, cosseted nation of athletes off their high-fucking-horses.
Andrew Trimble: Tiocfaidh Ár Lá!
