There are Mondays you can like

JESS dropped me to work on Monday. The morning after the day before. I’d built Sunday up to be the defining moment in my time at Racing 92. Had we lost in Paris to Toulon, I started imagining how Monday morning would feel.

Let’s go straight to Charles de Gaulle airport, Jess.

Connacht’s demise wasn’t lost on me either. Saturday night in Grenoble was an horrendous game to lose. I had a Monday flick through the coverage at home. Brave Connacht. Thrilling Connacht. Really?