What have blossoms bravely blooming in the Japanese spring got to do with rugby you may ask? Well, the Japanese ruggards team is called the Brave Blossoms. It seems an unusual juxtaposition, but gets your attention. And maybe sympathy. WHITE RABBIT, WHITE RABBIT, WHITE RABBIT!
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Tuesday, April 1, 2025
Monday, June 5, 2017
Rugby then and rugby now
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Wilson: Roy played on the
wing. Trialed for the All Blacks in 1939
but the war intervened. Could have gone to South Africa.
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Colin: A runner?
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Wilson: He was light. Fast.
Ran like the wind. Different kind of rugby back then though.
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| laughing, running and ducking |
Colin: Don Clark was a hero of
mine in the 1950s. Listening to the All Blacks beat the British Lions ear
pressed to the radio in 1959. Maybe his style of rugby was pivotal. End of an
era.
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Wilson: In what way?
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Colin: It’s back then versus
today. Running versus rucks. Deftness versus drugs.
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Colin: Funny you mention
South Africa. That’s where Don Clark ended up. Archetypal New Zealand farm boy
ends up there. On the other side. Bit ironical, that.
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Voice-over
Tackle, ruck, maul – is that a sum-up of rugby
today? A game that morphed from a laughing, running and ducking game (LR&D)
into a tournament of sweat, blood and tears, example, Jonah, first jumbo winger
leading to a legacy of lookalikes? But it always was a contact sport. Survival
of the fittest....
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