WHAT a fantastic day tomorrow promises to be for Gwent sports fans.

Even people who do not normally follow sport may well be interested if not excited by the outcome of tomorrow’s two big matches.

Tomorrow Wales take on France at the Millennium Stadium in their final match of the Six Nations tournament.

Victory for Wales will secure a third Grand Slam in eight seasons and elevate the current team to the legendary status enjoyed by their illustrious predecessors of the 1970s.

The national team are on a roll.

Warren Gatland’s men came within inches of World Cup glory last autumn and now they stand on the brink of being crowned the best rugby side in the northern hemisphere.

And the particularly young age of many of the team who will take the field tomorrow means there could be years of glory ahead for Wales.

Just 15 minutes after Wales kick off, Newport County have their own date with destiny.

County are 3-1 up going into tomorrow’s second leg of their FA Trophy semi-final against Wealdstone. The winners go to the final at Wembley Stadium on May 12.

What a day for the football club and for Newport as a whole that would be.

In 100 years – in their current or former guise – Newport County have never made it to Wembley.

Doing so this year will create an incredible buzz around the club and the city.

It has been a trying season for County, with a manager sacked and a battle against relegation. Ending it with a trip to Wembley would make up for everything fans might have suffered in the previous nine months.

And what a reward for people like club president David Hando, chairman Chris Blight and main financial backer Matt Southall.

These are men who, in different ways and at different times, have created a football club from nothing and then turned it into an outfit just one step away from Wembley glory.

There are many others, of course, who have played vital parts in the Newport County story as the club rose from the ashes of the original Somerton Park-based outfit and went through the agonies of playing in exile in England before climbing up the leagues over two decades before reaching their current level.

Victory tomorrow will be for all of them.

The nature of sport, of course, means we could be bemoaning defeats tomorrow just as easily as celebrating victories. But let us not dwell on such a prospect.

Cymru am byth. Up the ’Port.