You’d have to be blind, deaf and living under a rock to be unaware of the going ons of the Rugby World Cup if you live in New Zealand. Rugby fever is everywhere and even I, the staunchest of all non-supporters, watched my first ever rugby game last week. I don’t understand the rules so much (ha ha), but I can’t help feeling incredibly patriotic when the All Blacks have thrashed every team they’ve play in the Cup so far. You can bet I’ll be glued to the screen tomorrow night for the final. PLEASE let Les Bleus get smashed!