So, Jersey Reds, the final whistle has blown, you've been sent to the bin… and other sporting puns.
It was good while it lasted but who’d have thought that the scrum could collapse so suddenly?
In the week that Moneyval assessors are supposed to find out what an unblemished jurisdiction we are, we discover that our much vaunted professional rugby outfit - the island’s centre-stone of corporate smooching - was actually built on foundations of jelly.
As the Government frequently says: “Jersey’s top priority is, and always will be, reputation, reputation, reputation.”
Ouch!
Players, fans, staff, sponsors, suppliers, and the international rugby community were all in the dark. It was only a fortnight or so ago that we were beating Bath, and five months since we lifted the Championship.
Where did it all go wrong? I feel let down, deflated, even deceived.
Jersey blames the RFU; the RFU blames Jersey. What an ugly maul.
Maybe we need wealthier anonymous 1(1)ks in future?
Maybe, in sport, all roads do indeed lead to Roman.