A short note to explain the context of
this to those of you not blessed to live along the DORT line
south of Lansdowne Road but deffo before Dun Laoghaire - Monkstown
is fine for parking the yacht but Dun Laoghaire is SO full of
Sorry, let's start again. The above snippet of social
chauvinism and the narrative to the left are written in DORT-speak
the vowel-strangling lingua franca of Dublin's
over-privileged gilded youth who exist in a very narrow strip of
south County Dublin. They know their designer brands but not
the value of money. Mr. & Mrs. Webmaster live among them
(and indeed went to school with lots of them) but are not to be
counted among them. See any of the Ross O'Carroll-Kelly
books for further details.
At club level in Dublin rugby clubs are frequently comprised
of people drawn from the same private school, typically
Ross-soundalikes as described above - Blackrock, St. Michaels and
Clongowes would be three such schools. These clubs are too
small to compete internationally, so for tournaments Irish teams
combine into provinces, prime among these being Leinster (which is
basically just the Dublin clubs) and Munster (which is drawn from
Limerick and from Cork).
This year Munster went all the way to the final and overcame
Biarritz to claim a precedent victory. Leinster got stuffed in
the semi-finals despite their superior attitude.