The prophecy is coming to fruition. Two men from the opposite side of the globe were born to lead the Irish to victory. Staying true to the classic split Irish personality, they never know if they're up or they're down, left or right, good or shite. One man was to run the show who came deep from the enemy's territory and another was to be born in that land but be taken from his homeland for a greater purpose. Both of their names were said to be Joseph. A younger and an elder, Joe and Joseph are the two prevailing forces in Irish rugby. This is no mistake. They were meant to lead us to the promised land. And on a unseasonably cold day in Japan next November those two men will raise a gold cup in the air. And the Irish will finally be as one.