I was standing next to a twat of an Ozzie while watching the game. When we were losing he was screaming "Chokers" at the screen. I kindly pointed out how wrong he was at half-time & he got in a right huff.
And then when it became obvious England were going to win all he did was moan how boring the game was compared to the great Aussie victory the night before. Yes twat, but it was 32 degrees in Sydney that day, and there was a f***ing storm when we played. Thick as two short planks.
I am praying we beat the Golds - patronising arrogant