Saturday’s obliteration by England was about as bad as it gets for Wales. Some Welshmen might have been quietly confident before the game; apropos of nothing, I was loudly confident and genuinely thought we would win.
England’s apparent nervousness, the Welsh with nothing to lose, the Principality Stadium roof closed to enhance the ‘Cardiff cauldron’ – it was all set up for a repeat of 2013, or so I thought as I blasted out the anthem to a standing ovation in the bar at Malvern RFC.
The barmaid even said my rendition of Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau had given her goosebumps – that compliment turned out to be the highlight of my afternoon.