The t-shirts the All Whites donned as they did their victory
lap around the Cake Tin in Wellington said it all - white is
the new black.
That catchphrase seemed even more appropriate as I sat in a
doctor's waiting room listening to two elderly gentlemen
discuss the demise of rugby.
They mused on what rugby was like in their day, with a bigger
oval ball (that couldn't be held with one hand unless you
were Colin Meads) and heel-hacking the ground for place
kicks.
Ah, those were the good ole days.
The essence of their conversation was that rugby may be
losing its grip on the New Zealand sporting pedestal due to
strong competition.
It is the pick'n'mix season with regards to the range of
sports on offer as the winter and summer codes clash and that
is the risk rugby takes with an extended season.
It just so happened that on Saturday night all the football
codes were vying for centre stage.
Unfortunately for league, the Kiwis didn't make the Four
Nations final, so there was little interest in the one-sided
competition between the Poms and Oz.
Members of the second-string All Black side had an
opportunity to amaze the coaches with their flair, skill and
brilliance, but the scrum-infested match was difficult for
even a front-rower like myself to endure.
In terms of portraying a world-class brand in front of more
than 80,000 passionate Italian spectators, rugby took a few
backward steps (a bit like the All Black scrum).
So the scene was set for football to shine, and shine it did.
One try in a rugby match is considered a boring, lacklustre
game, but one goal in football is heart-in-your-mouth
exhilarating.
Everything about the event made for a brilliant spectacle -
the 35,000 spectators wearing (or waving) white T-shirts, the
players giving everything on the pitch, the great header from
Rory Fallon, complete with father-son story to connect this
team with the only other New Zealand team to achieve this
outcome, the brilliant save by Mark Paston, the colourful
language used by an emotional Herbert and the roar of
satisfaction from everyone (including myself) when the
27-year drought was broken.
All of these pieces create a story that has given football a
huge boost in the minds and hearts of New Zealanders.
The person working at Football New Zealand who suggested the
players wear tongue-in-cheek shirts saying white is the new
black should be given a well-done pat on the back.
My concern that rugby has lost some ground over the weekend
was confirmed when I overhead those two old rugby heads
talking about rugby versus football while waiting for the
doctor to check their prostate.
Should the New Zealand Rugby Union be worried?
Perhaps, but as a New Zealander I am stoked that other sports
get their time in the sun.
New Zealand demographics are changing and, as a result, the
leisure preferences of New Zealanders are also changing.
Diversity and competition are good for us.
Rugby union will always have a historical hold on New
Zealand's cultural identity and heritage and that will never
change.
The NZRU's desire to globalise the All Black brand, however,
may backfire on them.
While they're away wooing Italian and Asian audiences, the
All Whites are in the Cake Tin giving the performance that
captures the imagination and hearts of New Zealanders (and
getting $10 million for their efforts).
New Zealand Football has a chance to take this cash bonus,
media focus, and public attention and build pathways,
resources and opportunities for future generations who want
to play the beautiful game.
More specifically, the All Whites have a chance to bask in
the glory and create national heroes while this small opening
in the black cloud stays open.
I'm enjoying the change in outlook and I might have to visit
my in-laws in South Africa in June or July next year to
celebrate.
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