In 1991, the Blues “fell” against the English in the quarter-finals

In 1991, the Blues “fell” against the English in the quarter-finals

Therefore the French will not go to Twickenham, nor even to Edinburgh. In the Princes Park, Deprived of contact balls by the English jumpers, they tried everything for everything. total loss. Referee Mr Bishop had nothing to do with the guests’ success.

After trying to reissue Trafalgar, the British unleashed the Hounds of the Baskervilles

In the Parc des Princes today, European supremacy is at stake. For the English and French, this represents a jumping seat to regain the world crown. From the beginning, visitors throw themselves into the battle with all their might…

Therefore the French will not go to Twickenham, nor even to Edinburgh. In the Princes Park, Deprived of contact balls by the English jumpers, they tried everything for everything. total loss. Referee Mr Bishop had nothing to do with the guests’ success.

After trying to reissue Trafalgar, the British unleashed the Hounds of the Baskervilles

In the Parc des Princes today, European supremacy is at stake. For the English and French, this represents a jumping seat to regain the world crown. From the beginning, the visitors threw themselves into battle with all the power of their heavy artillery and the precision firing of their gunboats Andrew and Webb. The intentions are clear. They occupy the land. The kings are in the air, presented on a platter by the New Zealand bishop, the gamemaster, who may wish to welcome them two weeks before His Majesty. After trying to reissue Trafalgar, the British unleashed the Hounds of the Baskervilles. It is winger Hislop who lunges at Blanco for a fierce late tackle. The back rejects. He was punished immediately. The tone is set. There is no need to expect a gift from this funny New Zealander. The pack dressed in white continues its subversive work. Without any genius, but stubbornly pays off.

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The English entered first. They played for 13 minutes in the Roosters’ yard when the latter, deprived of the egg, took advantage of a handball penalty to go and see in the other camp if the sun was shining too. Firehouse is the spearhead of the tricolor that is raising its head and gradually setting things right. The Parisian penetrates the ball, releases it and returns to support the first major move of the match. He’s hit Webb twice already. A penalty kick in the fifth, eighth and second minutes after Cicilone carried out a shoulder tackle on an English player. The Kaban revolt may have been a generator of the trials. Unfortunately, the profligate Mr. Bishop awards a penalty to the French. Lacroix reduces the brand.

But a strange relaxation of the French defense offers a royal gift to the English attackers. After Dooley was brought in, they began a dummy attack, and to Guscott’s surprise he didn’t even make a dummy pass to cross the attacking line, nor did Underwood face the slightest opposition to drop the ball into the promised land. Fortunately, he is not a killer, on the contrary. The French are doing their best to keep the ball up the field, and the front five is holding up. Others broaden the horizon. They compete with the English, invade their garden, mow down the rose, tear it down, and suppress the gossip of its leader, Carling.

delusion

The start of the second half is the same way. This is a no-brainer for afternoon guests. Under the leadership of Galthie, who has developed the morals and attitudes of the young prince, the French move forward. Lascubé hits and Cabannes and Champ escape. Lafond crochet. Saint-Andre faltered. The English are in dire straits. At bay, he is choked with rhythm, sometimes buried in melee. They try to break the wave to catch their breath, but they fall and require the services of the Sponge Man. But the march forward is relentless. In the 51st minute, a penalty kick. Lacroix candle. At the reception, Galthi. He navigates through the English defense and accurately alerts Lafond who reduces the distance and the mark in just a few steps. It’s the perfect balance: 10 to 10. The garden purrs, rejoices and believes the best is yet to come. delusion.

Hit, the English language did not sink

As if revived by a magic potion emerging from behind the fag, Rose’s players regain dominance. Theirs is the harvest, theirs is the battle that is being waged, theirs is the group that is advancing. They’re camping out with the Blues. Confrontation is the only way out for these boys who have felt the wind. Hit, not sunk. From the stands rises “England, England”, a victory hymn, a requiem for the crowd in the park. At a minimum, the French persevered in seeking salvation through movement. And Mr. Bishop punishes them relentlessly. Are they still being punished in the 75th minute as they attack, producing the most beautiful game of rugby, proving that initiative is their soul?

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So Mr. Bishop whistled. From 40 metres, the impeccable Webb adjusts his shot. The ball hits the wood. It bounces off the crossbar and heads behind the goalposts. Another five minutes. The last five are terrible and French hopes are gone. The final blow was dealt to them in the 82nd minute after a rally and a candle from Hill and a reception from Jean-Baptiste Lafond who was carried into the goal by the white package. Anonymous article. We will put a name on it later.

the difference

France : Blanco (Cap)- Lafond, Sylla, Mesnil, Saint-André- (S) Lacroix, (M) Galthie- Caban, Cicillon, Champ-Romate, Cadieux-Onderts, Marrocco, Lascope.
England : Webb-Hislop, Cuscott, Carling (cap), Underwood – (s)Andrew, (m)hill – Winterbottom, Teague, Skinner – Dooley, Ackford – Probyn, Moore, Leonard.

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