The Soweto test match ended-up as just another heart breaking experience for Springbok rugby fans.
The All Blacks seems to be in a different class altogether but I thought South Africa had an opportunity to clinch the test.
What was required was to keep the game tight with just bit more preciseness in terms of clinical execution on attack and defence.
The first New Zealand try came totally against the run of play and culminated from a knock on by Jean de Villiers (if I remember correctly). That try exposed our defensive weaknesses on the edges and gave the All Blacks the believe that they could win the match. That try was one of four turning points in the match the other three being the try in the first seconds of the second half; the injury to Johan Goossen and the missed penalty try for Kieran Read taking down a Springbok maul. Continue reading
There have been a number of really interesting articles over the last two days here on Sport24. The initial emphasis was on dissecting the Wallaby/SA clash and in particular the post-match statement by Jean de Villiers that the Springboks have not changed their game plan; that they are mainly executing better. Continue reading
This test will be remembered as the Dean Greyling test as he was like a Rhino in a china shop; a demolisher on a rampage that cost us the match in my opinion (an opinion that Heynecke Meyer seems to share). It must be the single worst effort by a South African rugby player in a test match ever.
In the end it was another test that got away due to ill-discipline, poor kicking (tactical and place kicking) and poor passing. We threw away 17 points with kicks (5 penalties and a conversion) as well as a very plausible try scoring opportunity in the first 5 minutes of the game. That is another 7 points bringing the amount of points that we pissed away to 21. Jean de Villiers said it after the match; “You can’t expect to win against the All Blacks if you mess up so many point scoring opportunities”. Continue reading
My predominant feeling after the SA/Australia match was that I want to puke. It was one of those matches that the Aussies didn’t won we lost it.
They didn’t create the win we created the loss through bad mistakes, stupid decision making and by going into a defensive mindset.
There were a number of things in this match that left me wanting to puke afterwards but let me outline the 5 main ones:
- No line speed on defence
- Stopped playing and going on a defensive mindset after taking the lead in the first half
- Losing the ball in contact mainly because we try and barge through defenders instead of attacking space
- Horrible decision making at crucial times in the match
- Bringing the playmakers on too late in the match. Continue reading
This weekend’s rugby promises to be a telling one in many ways.
Both the SA/Australia and the Puma/All Black match-ups will, I believe, provide us with some sort of gauge on what to make of Heynecke Meyer as an international coach.
The Argentina/All Black match is of particular interest due to Graeme Henry’s involvement with the Pumas. I am keen to watch this match with attention for two reasons in particular. First and foremost it will tell me just what to make off last weekend’s Springbok performance; were the Springboks bad or were they made to look bad by a much improved Argentinian side. Just how much did Argentina step-up and/or how much did Graeme Henry accomplished with this side over the last 5 weeks? Continue reading
The full extent of Graham Henry’s involvement with Argentina and its potential impact on the weekends match-up between NZ and Argentina has sparked some interest in a game that nobody expects the Argies to win.
The exact nature of Henry’s role and whether there is a possibility of him sitting in the visitors’ coaches’ box at Westpac Stadium on Saturday night is just one of the questions being asked by rugby scribes and media men.
Henry told The Dominion Post last night there should be no confusion. He plans to don an Argentinian tracksuit at training today at the Hutt Recreation Ground and said he was doing “all he can” to help the touring side prepare for their test against the team he guided just 10 months ago. Continue reading
Cyclic patterns are prevalent in the weather, in economy, in markets, in life in general and in Sport. Old Joseph in the bible secured himself a position of status and wealth by explaining this concept to the Faro. South Africans rugby has just completed one of those cyclic patterns with players like Matfield, Bakkies Botha, Danie Rossouw, Fourie du Preez, John Smith, Percy Montgomery and so forth. These players carried South Africa for longer than a decade.
The saddest thing for me was when these players were at the top of their game SARU in their wisdom negated all that experience and talent by selecting a puppet as a coach. Continue reading
The careers of rugby players and coaches are often characterized by one incident/match or remark. A defining moment so to speak; an occurrence by which a player, team or coach are remembered.
Kamp Staaldraad was Rudolph Straeuli’s defining moment. Continue reading
The boks were drawn into the Argentinians messy and scrappy style of play. Maybe it’s time for referees to start acting on the Pumas persistent illegal tactics at the tackle ball as well as their time wasting actions at the scrum and lineout.
One can go on and argue that this result is good for Argentinian rugby and that a competitive Argentinian team is good for the competition. Personally I don’t feel like going up that road.
It was scrappy; it was irritating; it was ugly and it pulled Southern hemisphere rugby right back into the nineteen sixties in my opinion. Continue reading
Last weekend’s game was not a particular good game. It was a tough match for SA as the Pumas are an abrasive bunch with some serious beef in the pack.
The Puma lineout and scrum was quite competitive but the most impressive part of their game was their structure at the breakdowns. The worst part of their game was their inability to use the ball. They lacked variety, skill and flair on attack. Continue reading