Cast your mind back four years. Dolf Straueli had butchered the Springbok jersey into a lotto handout, and SARU did their best with their 'My blood is green' campaign. Kamp Staaldraad was an embarrasment never recovered, and poor Corne Krige had to pretend like he thought the coach knew what he was doing. Geo and Quintin didn't quite gel as roomies either. Hardly outplayed by eventual champions England (they needed a charge down by Will Greenwood to put them out of reach) we succumbed to tournament favourites New Zealand in the quarters.
What a difference four years of consistency makes, but it looks like a bizarre form of tall poppy syndrome will have Jake on his way out by monday morning, win or lose. I heard it earlier in the season that we have to win this game, as it might be the last chance we ever get. Lets hope the ANCYL and Bhutana Khompela and as dumb as they seem.
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