We were row five, which was awesome. Even better were the people we were sitting near. In front of us there was an Irish couple, one with a Welsh jersey and one with a Wallabies jersey (Wallabies = Australia, fyi). The guy, in the Wallabies jersey, kept cheering for Wales, causing some Aussies in our row to yell at him. They had no problem with him rooting for Wales, but only if he took off the jersey. *grin* Then, behind us, there was a Welshman who looked Maori, and a Kiwi with one blue eye and one brown, and they were hilarious; after the game, the Welshman pulled out his iPod, they both took an earbud, and then belted out the Divinyls' "I Touch Myself" as the Wallabies circled the field. And then they all sang happy birthday to me, too.
Plus, Drew Mitchell, whose mother my mother is chatting with right now, got yellow-carded. Another Wallaby did too, and they had fouls and penalties all over the place. It was crazy. But Shane Williams and James Hook played brilliantly, so I'm happy! Because after all: nobody ever beats Wales at rugby; they just score more points!