We must win battle up front, insists Micko

TWELVE months ago, we emerged from the back of the stand at the Stade Pierre-Antoine in Castres.

Munster had just been beaten by their fierce rivals, Castres, in their Heineken Cup clash and the team bus was just departing. Waving them off was one of their own, Mick O'Driscoll, himself getting ready for his return journey to Perpignan.

This was now home and no matter how disappointed Mick was at Munster's failure to put one over on his near neighbours, he couldn't afford to spend too long worrying about it.