Bledisloe One: Brought To You By The Letter D

D. Led by Messam & McCaw. There has been much talk about the rise of Liam. He would make his mark in attack on this night with most metres in the pack, but where wanted to see him to believe him was in the clenches, where it is all about getting physical. Show us your tackle. It is not solely the number at the 80, but also the timing that is crucial. When the All Blacks were able to use their defence as the offence to turn over the ball, invariably there were two names - Messam & of course, the Sir of the Sevens, McCaw. This is precisely what you want from your 6 & 7; working with synergy in the right places like a, damn, in the dutchland. We also shan't forget Owen Franks. There was talk before this Test that something in the Saders had bushwackered his groove. Just to show you that the number does count -15 tackles. Yes, this is your Tighthead. What a freakfurter. Yeah; props can only scrum. What about that? With Big brother Ben, they would go all Tom Thumb with the Tight head - a double tighthead reference; like a repeating rainbow in the sky for all you big kids. Moving pictures. Athletes full of phat.

Dagg. There are few, if any other players who can make you miss like this one tribe of Israel. Some may be more impressive with their impressions of a steamroller, but few have the moves like - yeah, you know where this is singing. Without a word of hyperbole, he has freak in his feet. A little different type of freak from the Franks, mind you. The finishing was again there, but it was the return of the edge that we have missed, which again reared its lovely head. He has talked about this silence within this season at the Saders. Self awareness is the first step toward change. Dagg proved he is no dummy. The ability to make the big play in the big games separates those who can lay it up and those who can slam that dunk. In a code that is not defined by the one on ones, but often plays out very much like that, Dagg made his direct opponent, Beale, look foolish; although; he wouldn’t need much help on a tough night. Watch the celebration. Dagg knew it was special. In the words of the famed South African commentary ventilator, Hugh Bladen - Unbealevible.

Dan. Carter. Class. Another who will reflect on what might have been at another level, we saw his cream rise to the top in Sydney. Both tries he would unlock the opposition's D with a pass on a plate. Coincidentally, the second would go through Dagg who would provide more detail, with his pass putting Jane on the outside of his man, who was left swotting at the flyer. The flies were on him, mate. What was that Blades? Unbealevible! In a day when defences are set by their detail, for the All Blacks to score both tries from set phase that is also first phase; credit also to Assistant Coach, Foster, who is proving to be on the case. One more time - Unbealevible. 1301 Test Match points is proof positive in and of itself, and although there are still quizzical question marks from this scribe about his distance, his boot would again strike true. Dan is still the Man.

Double D for the Wallabies. Dave Dennis. Do you have any idea who I am talking about? No, not some random vagabond. We can describe him as, Casper, because he was very much the friendly ghost on Saturday night. The Wallaby loose combination was a concern with Scott Styris HigginSirIanbotham also in the boot, proving - We are Red; not to mention, "Loose," as the other referrent's - Sir Ian's - name would suggest. Yes, that was a concept chock-full. Poor Pocock must have felt like a lone ranger. No wonder his frustration proved penalisable. Everyone needs a wingman; a Tonto. On this night, the Wallaby breakdown was like a double date of the AA; both in need of assistance and anonymous; all proving that cup size ain't everything lads. Not much else you can add.

Deans. Pressure was on; now raised. Where has the Wallaby-Aussie-Cocky attitude gone? It was like watching a side without a pulse. Athletic Park 1996 would be the last time I can recall such a vapid sense about the Gold. Yes, we loved to hate the Poidevins, the Campeses, the Feel Kearns, but they embodied the Aussie spirit and soul. How ironic they have lost this conviction. Has the Dingo stolen this? Some talked about this potential paradise lost when one not familiar was given the national reins. Has the Kiwi out-coached the culture? The sweet science worked nicely with the Saders, but we miss the rock n roll. Speaking of such, bring back Bieber if his voice has now broken and can we even hang with Mr Cooper at our Garden?! He may need to play Seven as Pocock is now kaput.

Welcome home it will be.

26 years is a long time to continue a habit, and when it's bad for the opposition and All Black for our Boys, it's a habit we Blediswin to continue.

Sydney is the glass is half full performance in a partially rusty can. Eden Park is the perfect place to work on the parts, to make it the whole, and bring it out in the final result - a bright shining Bledisloe - ours yet again.

This Saturday night she blows.

Bealeve that. Thanks, Blades.

Done. We are.

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Until Next Time

iamjonnyking