Well, in response to Mike’s ques­tion, the only place open at 6.30am this morn­ing was J.J. Mur­phy’s.

And a top bunch of peo­ple they are too. The beer was flow­ing for those still out since the night before (includ­ing a gag­gle of French guys. Bad luck there Blues).

Even bet­ter! They did a hun­gry man a $5 break­fast. Scram­bled eggs, sausages, hash browns, toma­toes, toast.

So, to repeat that. No Occi­den­tal, no Bris­tol.

Get your­self down to Mur­phy’s next Sat­ur­day to watch Eng­land v. South Africa (and France v. Ire­land the week after).