ROME will be an ideal hunting ground for Wales. The prowling lions in Wayne Pivac’s side like Louis Rees-Zammit and George North will be thirsty for blood and I fully expect them to stalk Italy like wildebeest on the savanna before going in for the kill.
It could be a bloodbath, the two sides couldn’t be in more different moods. Wales – and I didn’t think I would be writing this after three games – are flying high, full of confidence, and on for a Grand Slam with a Triple Crown already in the trophy room. Italy look absolutely clueless.
It does hurt me to be so critical, but the brutal truth...