This evening, I was lucky enough to attend one of the most incredible matches in sporting history. Twickenham Stadium saw a nail biting match full of complex intricate play and explosive runs, ending in arguably the greatest team in sporting history clinching victory in a record breaking match watched by millions of sports fans around the world.
In the highest scoring World Cup final ever, New Zealand became the first team to win two consecutive tournaments and the first to win three in total.
The match was the final game for Richie McCaw, the most capped player in test rugby history, and Dan Carter, possibly the best player in the sport’s history.
But this match was not just about New Zealand. The Australian team, masterminded Michael Cheika, came back from losing 16-3 at half time, the highest first half score in a rugby world cup final, to nearly take the lead with 15 minutes to go. Going back 12 months, this would have been unimaginable with the Wallabies in a seemingly never ending downward spiral.
Put short, this was one of the most dramatic eventful matches in rugby history.
However, on the train back from Richmond I noticed something quite depressing: no one knew what had just happened. Continue reading “In case you missed it…a world cup just happened”