Welsh rugby team lose four games in four match tour.
Down, Down In The Valleys.
In the Clubroom at Llanelli a hushed funereal tone
Grips the crowd ‘neath the TV as the final whistle’s blown,
Live in colour, it’s the darkest sight they’ve ever known;
Big Dai Owen steps outside, he needs a moment alone,
He turns his face up and tears rain down that face of stone.
On the flight back to a not-so-welcoming shore
Warren asks a passing hostess for ‘just one more,’
She understands his anguish, she knows the score,
Even at thirty thousand feet he can’t get off the floor,
Three Test defeats and Gatland’s gazing at the door.