Yes of course
in egalitarian Wales, all players are salt of the earth types who get up, cut a field of corn, milk fifty cows and shear thirty lambs before they go to training.

And they are all so welcoming and friendly that they buy everyone who comes to watch them a pint after the game while those dastardly english types get up, whip the servant boy (who they probably call a darky to his face), have their breakfast brought to them on silver trays before they rape the maid.

Following the match they have their manservants go round to every spectator and kick them squarely in the crotch.

God bless those open minded, cosmopolitan welshmen, god bless them every one.
(Bazongaloid, Mon 9 Feb 2009, 16:03, Reply)