SUNDAY SPECIAL
That’s it, that’s the headline.
NZ 28 IRELAND 24
To be generic, that match is why we invest so much of our spare time watching, reading about and listening to games.
To be sport specific: that’s the sort of mind-bogglingly good contest rugby can deliver at its pulsating best.
Every single player that took that field this morning was, in his own way, a magnificent bastard.
As a contest it managed to be both hyper-strategic and genre-busting. At various points both teams seemed to be able to bend the game and create the shapes they had the pieces for; at other times it felt like everyone and everything was little more than a random collection of atoms that were being controlled by fate and fate alone.