Ferns strewn and history made: a re-watch of the Red Roses WXV 1 triumph

So they huffed, and they puffed, and they blew the house in – storming the land of the long white cloud, and leaving ferns strewn across the lawn as they departed – the WXV 1 trophy stashed beneath one muscular arm. The Red Roses – twelve months on from the hand that stole the final lineout, the heroics, and the heartbreak – trampled and scorched their way to the inaugural title, making the world champions look eminently mortal in the process. ​So they huffed, and they puffed, and they blew the house in – storming the land of the long white cloud, and leaving ferns strewn across the lawn as they departed – the WXV 1 trophy stashed beneath one muscular arm. The Red Roses – twelve months on from the hand that stole the final lineout, the heroics, and the heartbreak – trampled and scorched their way to the inaugural title, making the world champions look eminently mortal in the process. 

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