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   <title>New Statesman - <![CDATA[Kirsty Wark]]></title>
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   <title><![CDATA[You never know, one day we might win]]></title>
   <link>http://www.newstatesman.com/sport/2007/03/newsnight-crowd-normality</link>
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   <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 12:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
   <dc:creator>Kirsty Wark</dc:creator>
  
  <description><![CDATA[<p><em>Then it was off to <em>Newsnight</em> and normality, though just like <em>The IT Crowd </em>we, too, have our fair share of wackos. No names</em></p>

<p>To Murrayfield for Scotland v Ireland, with my 16-year-old daughter Caitlin, who is a veteran of Scotland football matches - but had never experienced a rugby international. At lunch, David Soul and Keith Wood, former Scottish and Irish captains, entertained guests with a pre-match build-up, but at least Wood wrapped his pessimism about our chances in his soft Irish way. Soul was merely brutal. Perhaps the chat was being piped  <a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/sport/2007/03/newsnight-crowd-normality">[...]</a></p>
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