Another week in the Six Nations and another underwhelming performance from Eddie Jones' England. The admirable Ugo Monye talked about the need for passion and precision. Good call. There was plenty of the former and all too little of the latter. If you're finding it hard to sleep, perhaps re-watch the match and keep a tally of how often the recipient of an England pass had to jump, stop or reach backwards to take that pass. Such imprecision is not acceptable for professional athletes.
And what bloody match was Sir Clive Woodward watching? Clive, I have loved you dearly but for heaven's sake drop the bromance with the Boy Jones and call it for what it is - uninspiring tosh.
Got to say it - Sam Simmonds scored two more tries for Exeter at the weekend. With the horrible injury to Jack Willis, is there room in the squad for some back-row cover?
Rest of the weekend: Wales lucky; Scotland self-harming; Ireland not bad; France the best of the lot even though misfiring at times; Italy - very sad, and they were only playing England!
That's all folks. Oh, I ran for six miles this morning.
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