Martyrs

They had been trained. Coached. Some would even say brainwashed into believing that they could, nay would succeed in their attack. They had recorded their videos - just their names and a few words from each about their role in the imminent massacre. Something to justify their actions and encourage those who would undoubtedly follow in their footsteps.

The poor, misguided fools.

Of course, in the event they were stopped in their tracks. Rather than destroying their foes, they were the ones who were beaten to a pulp by the very people they had set out to annihilate. It was embarrassing to watch. I almost felt sorry for them.

Almost, but not quite.

Amateurs.

England 0 - 36 South Africa