Tis The eve of the Grand Slam, Triple Crown and Championship.The Celtic fringe once again gathers in Cardiff for a Cambrian / Hibernian face off.The Irish, festooned with shamrocks, have crossed Saint Georges Channel with delusions of winning their first Grand Slam since 1947. The gods of Wales await them with a masterful smile.In times past, the encounter of these two wild, cultured, volatile, passionate and emotional peoples have seen more beer and porter being put away in an afternoon than is decent to remember here.On the field one fondly thinks of Brian Price decking an opponent in front of The Prince of Wales and sometime later Geoff Wheel being sent off for re-enacting the same sans royalty.Of course in these more enlightened times I also remember the likes of Tony O Reilly, Mike Gibson, Ollie Campbell and the immortal Willie John McBride; fortunately theyre not playing tomorrow. But then again fortunately for them neither are Gareth Edwards, J P R Williams, Gerald Davies or Delmi Thomas.Great times. Lets hope we have a game tomorrow that has the Hwyl and Crack that the occasion deserves.Wales 28 Ireland 19 is my prediction. - fortunately I don't gamble.:)