How times have changed. A few short months ago, the Welsh would take any kind of victory over the Saxon hoards. Now it is their turn to rummage through the ruins of another international defeat for sustenance.
The key, as ever, lies with the forwards. In Jonno's day (and, in fact, right back to Will Carling's day), England could field any 2 or 3 packs to outmuscle the Welsh. We were always living off scraps as juggernaut English forwards rumbled on and on. Rarely pretty (but they always talked about "aspirations to play a wide game) but brutally effective. Now, with the new laws moving the focal point of the game away from the hairy backs, the English have a lack of talent in the pack. Now it is the Welsh who send on young bucks full of talent, ready to avenge those dark years watching their dads crying in their beers on these Spring afternoons.
