France - pays de Galles : Auradou et Jegou sifflés lors de leur entrée en jeu

Of course, I lie. I want Smith, an unlikely 15, positioned in serendipity, (seren is Welsh for star) to confound us all by Phil Bennett dazzle and dance into our 6 Nations hearts and memory bank: the Manila Magician enchants the Welsh as though Merlin had come home from the great South East of Planet Rugby.

Yes agreed the 4 teams look competitive and the Force were very close to winning all 3 games too. Depth in some positions looks strong! 12 may be one position with little depth?

Following on from you kiwi 10s article there's big noise for Harry Godfrey who's just turned 22. Previously everything in Super Rugby/NPC/ U20s has been at 15 apart from one NPC match. I've only seen about half an hour of the Canes this year so I can't really comment.

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Three flyhalves in the backline, a 5’ fullback who's never played flyhalf, a sniping 9… and they are all forced to play box kick tennis. What are we witnessing?

Borthwick might as well pick a back three of Freeman, Roebuck, Steward. I don't get the whole thing of pick a bunch of exciting players, force them to play like drones and try to gaslight the fans after the game into thinking they just witnessed an attacking masterclass. It's super weird. Marcus Smith, Slade, Randall are all completely wasted bordering on liabilities. If we're going to play this way, pick a team to do it properly.. or give them some f**king autonomy to play heads up rugby, counter attack, keep the ball and play multiphase.