Rugby World Cup 2011: I don’t want them to beat England, but I love the French really, says Brian Moore
I may have given the impression over the years that I harbour enmity towards the French. This is true.
12:30PM BST 05 Oct 2011
I am very angry that France have better health and education systems; work fewer hours; have skiing, fine wine, Cannes, the Lot Valley, the Loire castles, Alsace and motorways by which you can visit all these attractions without queuing for hours.
They are the only country to regularly tell the Americans to go away (politely) and refused to join in an illegal war against Iraq. They refuse to open on Sundays and lunchtimes so that they can spend time with their families and, funnily enough, this leads to responsible drinking habits and an appreciation of good food and good cooking.
Their non-prurient attitude to private sexual matters leads to a sane media which concentrates on proper issues, including having the finest sporting publication, L’Equipe, in the world.
They have managed to con the world’s female population that wearing effete blouses and talking in a smooth manner equates to sexual prowess; I mean what can you possibly admire about them?
Now, don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to be French and am proud to be English, well half English. But let’s face it. They have got a lot right that we have got wrong.