The first time I faced Pacific Island opposition on the rugby pitch, I was aware of a certain size differential.
I’m not tiny. Recently, for the first time since I was in school, I managed to go below 100 kg. To do that, I had to eat air and tree bark while running 18 kilometres a day. For most of my adult life, the scale has read 110 kg or above.
But the first time I saw Samoans practising, I noticed their knees. Even devoid of surplus fat, their knees looked a good hand bigger around than mine. Which made me think about how much tackling them would hurt, purely due to physics.
Then I saw them wearing skirts. And I thought: “Those are not kilts. Those are actual skirts. And yet all I want to say is: ‘Hullo, I hope you are having a good day, my friends.’”
But I consoled myself with the illusion that they must be lumbering and slow.
Our coaches fed our delusion.
“You are the best rugby players of your age in South Africa. Which means you are the best in the world. And the toughest. You are superior. If we made more babies, we’d rule the world. Show them who is the boss.”
As we ran out to the cold field and found ourselves looking at giants. Every boy looked like he’d eaten a hog that morning with bare hands. And again, I looked at their knees.
I thought: “Our coaches lied.”
Look at the outside backs the New Zealand Super Rugby teams are running out there.
Julian Savea looks like a prop who drank jet fuel. His 108kg is smooth, painful, and an instrument of blunt force trauma. The Highlanders’ Patrick Osborne is a nightmarishly solid 105 kg. Blindside flanker posing as winger Seta Tamanivalu of the Crusaders can complete three dummy offloads and a real offload in one play.
James Lowe is fast and he is heavier than Jaco Kriel and all the other opensiders from South African teams. Rieko Ioane is a bullet train that ate a freight train.
Even the exceptions, Ben Smith and Damian McKenzie, compensate by slithering around into narrow nooks.
But make no mistake, Kiwi backs are too big, too fast, too ham-handed, too rough and tough, too everything in one package, to defend in full flight.
Resistance is futile if the defender is a normal backline player. With a full head of steam, it is just a concussion waiting to happen.
Just as in our match long ago, when I realised how ignorant apartheid’s view of relative size was, tackling these big units from the bottom of the Pacific is like catching howitzers while someone hits you with a cricket bat in the ribs.
So, at halftime, even though we were ahead on the scoreboard due to our scrum and our flyhalf’s clever kicks, we were tired and bashed and ready to surrender.
But our coaches told us the next lie: “Tackle them around the ankles. Nobody’s ankles are bigger than another man’s.”
Um, actually, that’s really not true. Some ankles look like the pedestals on statues that hold up a building.
Have you ever gone really low to tackle someone far larger than you? As you start to do it, you have these strange primaeval thoughts about being alone in the universe, without a benevolent creator and even, maybe, you have no friends in that moment.
And so you end up halfway up and backpedalling. Until a hand the size of a tennis racquet, one of the old ones, rams your nose into your perturbed brain.
How big are these wingers and fullbacks going to get?
Even the Kiwis without Pacific Island heritage seem to have evolved to compete. When Jordie Barrett pinched the ball from Nizaam Carr’s arms and scored last week, it seemed as if Barrett was the No.8 and Carr was the little wing.
Yet our coaches still lie to us.
Akari
Roar Rookie
I can't believe that I missed this article, HJ, if not for the link from DC's "The High Five: Super Rugby Round 12" of today. Great read and funny, man. Will be looking out for more.
Wardad
Guest
You forgot the mumu like my Dad wore in summer ,horrifying to me to say the least as a lad.
Wardad
Guest
Bet their 'taches had !
Wardad
Guest
Funny as Harry! ,reminded of my being asked to play for a League team in Broken Hill at one of the numerous pubs back in the early 80s.Next day some nut job picks me up and spends the next hour chasing players who seemed rather desperate to avoid him .When we arrived at the ground I saw why ,the largest most evil looking crew since Blackbeards First XV turned out to play Hone Hekes Pole Cutters at home.While changing and uttering prayers to Budda ,Ganish ,Jehovah and any other deities I could think of the coach noticed the still sutured scar-line from a screw inserted into my shoulder following a motorcycle accident."Jeezum crow boy yer cant play like that ,those bastards will rip your arm orf and beat us all to death with the wet end !" so I watched the game honour and arms intact and got to have a free beer or several for my troubles .My protestations as to my fitness and desire to play being just enough to raise my stature without having my actual height lowered by being beaten into the ground like a tent peg .
Harry Jones
Expert
Also, three players jump on the back of the ball carrier and slowly descend him to the turf.
The Neutral View From Sweden
Roar Guru
I have seen stats about NFL players from American Samoa, it goes something like this: If you are born on American Samoa, statistically you have a 40 (YES FOURTY, 4000 percent that is) times bigger chance to reach the NFL compared to if you were born on the US mainland.
piru
Roar Rookie
For the record a spat of google research tells me 'long pig' was the term used by the Polynesians of the Marquesas Islands for human flesh
taylorman
Roar Guru
In the 70's, Oz? Ha ha, no chance.
Guvna
Roar Rookie
Cheers Harry, good read.
DaniE
Roar Guru
Brilliant read Harry! Haha when coaching the U8s tackle, the mantra they were told was "squeeze the knees". But when those knees are tree trunks all you can really do is hug the ankles. And hold on for dear life!
Carlos the Argie
Guest
Exactly, you are always dealing with different fears. And the fear of letting your team mates down is what usually keeps you fired up!
Carlos the Argie
Guest
Ah! Eating someone else healthy poo is still the best treatment for C Diff. I don't know, however, if it works for ARU's issues. I suggest that they should try it.
Kiwi in US
Guest
Good read. Can relate to all that. Another coaching catch phrase or lie that used to echo in my head from the mid 1970's was "the bigger they are, the harder they fall". Or we will run the legs off them. I remember seeing Mike Clamp, a winger from Wellington as a school boy in the 1980's and being told then that this was the new breed of winger, big and fast. Of course JK was called a big man as well. A contrast to Terry Wright, from Auckland who was slight with amazing ways to beat an opposite winger. When on my own I used to love to practice a chip kick or Grubber kick and gather.
Harry Jones
Expert
Thanks to all who read!
haribaldi
Guest
Thanks!
davSA
Guest
Ha Ha Harry , I'm going to report you to him.
piru
Roar Rookie
ma is white whero is red kakariki green..
L o
Guest
Interesting read Ben thanks for posting.
aussikiwi
Guest
Yes that might explain why the "little pakehas" all seem to develop such excellent evasion skills and the abity to find gaps that don't exist.
Kia Kaha
Roar Guru
Tis indeed RT. Can't wait!