No pressure, but my son WILL be supporting Ireland
Jamie dragged me out of bed shortly before 5am today but, for once, I wasn't that annoyed.
That's what early morning World Cup rugby does for my positive outlook.
The highlight of the three games ahead of us was due to be the USA versus Ireland.
But sadly Ireland, although they won, were pretty awful and Jamie made his feelings pretty clear. (At one point, I swear I could hear him humming Swing Low, Sweet Chariot from beneath his blanket. Scandalous).
Hopefully I can persuade him to re-emerge in time for next Saturday morning when Ireland are due to get stuffed by the Aussies.