As you probably know, I'm partial to sticking the boots in to the French whenever the opportunity presents itself, and Lewis Moody does a great job here. But, as I read on, I can't help but find something strangely familiar in his description of this frenchy's game. But, I just can't put my finger on it. Oh well, I think I'll get some lunch...frog's legs and stinky cheese. Vive la difference!