HAVING had a few conversations with the late Gordon Brown, who had a player's perspective, and several journalists who were lucky enough to cover a Lions Tour, I honestly believe the current restricted Tour is all wrong.
The real challenge about Lions Tours of the past was always the provincial games, taking-on good but not necessarily great players with something to prove – rugby's equivalent of their Rocky moment. And, like Stallone's great character, they often came out swinging.
The likes of big Alan Tomes was never a Test Lion, but, he could tell you of games which he and his fellow “Dirt Trackers,” as the midweek team were dubbed, found as hard as internationals.
The tourists also got to experience some of the culture of the nation they were visiting. Ok, occasionally they would arrive at a one-horse town, Nowheresville South Africa or New Zealand, just after the horse died. But, years later, meeting-up with fellow Lions, that was a good: “Do you remember?” moment.
I recall, for instance, the Glasgow Herald's Bill McMurtrie telling of, during a two-day drive through New Zealand's North Island, stopping for lunch in a small town, entering the only hotel, to discover Tennent's Lager on-tap. The local brewery had a tie-in with the Glasgow company. That little touch of home on the other side of the world stuck with Bill.
Today, the Herald doesn't even have a Rugby Correspondent who could enjoy such a moment, and, the main Lions party tends to settle in main bases in big city, five-star hotels.
Also today, it's all about the Tests. Too-much pressure about games which, in the bigger picture of international rugby, are unimportant. The reality is, international rugby is all about the Six Nations, The Rugby Championships and, every four years, the Rugby World Cup.
For me, The Lions are now over-commercialised, over-hyped and no longer relevant. Now, maybe if we over-hauled the Lions concept, allow the best of our club players or non-internationalists, to go off on longer tours, against hosts of a similar standard – that might be a concept worth looking at.
As I have often said, I refuse to pay Uncle Rupert's tariff to watch sport, so, I am stuck with the Channel Four highlights package. Much as I love wee Lee Mackenzie, I thought last night's programme was pretty shitty – not enough game footage and too-much of the panel. Could do better.
Now we move on to the Second Test, where we are sure to see a fierce Springbok backlash. Assuming Dan Biggar is missing under the HIA protocols, it will be interesting to see if Warren Gatland rushes Finn Russell back to wear the number ten shirt, or if he takes something of a punt on Marcus Smith? I doubt if he will go with Owen Farrell at ten, preferring to keep him back for bench duties, giving his ability to cover all three midfield positions. That said, Farrell's kicking might get him into the starting XV, it will be interesting to see what happens.
WHEN I started “Aristotle” the idea was that I could more-or-less anonymously, comment on matters rugby. This notion was quickly under-mined and I was outed early doors. The blog title has stayed, however, but I still write elsewhere under my own name.
Last week, in the run-up to the First Lions Test, I did a fun piece for The Offside Line. The stuff was factual, but, it was never meant to be taken as serious comment, it was a light-hearted “left field” look at the game.
As such, the piece was well-received, with a lot of positive feed-back, which was exactly what David Barnes and I were looking for.
BUT, and what a pity there had to be a but, the piece passed some six feet over the head of that great, all-knowing, all-seeing, commenter on matters rugby – The Dreaded Silver Croc, or to give him his Sunday name, Ron Sutherland.
Ron let himself down badly with some petty and ill-informed comments on the post. Well, he is a Fifer who has moved to 'Pailmerkland.' More to be pitied than criticised.
GOOD to see the FOSROC SUPER6 sides completing their pre-season warm-ups at the weekend, with some closely-contested matches. Things get under-way on Friday night, while I will be getting my first view of live rugby for a long time, at Millbrae on Sunday, when Ayrshire Bulls entertain Watsonians.
Bring it on.
LAST WEEK the SRU quietly produced a new refereeing initiative. Over the next three years they are aiming to make the world of Scottish refereeing a lot better.
Scottish officiating, certainly at the top level, has been in the doldrums for years. We haven't had a “world-class match official” of the calibre of the great Alan Hosie and Jim Fleming this century. Now however, with Mike Adamson leading the charge among the men, and Hollie Davidson for the women, we are fighting back.
Certainly Wee Mikey and Wee Hollie get most of the headlines, but, guys such as Ben Blain, Sam Grove-White and Fin Brown are not far behind. Some big hitters are involved in the new initiative, which I wish every success.
One of the big areas of concern in refereeing circles concerns touchline abuse of officials, and this is somewhere where the clubs really have to up their game, to the extent of, if necessary, telling the club's self-appointed refereeing expert to either: “Shut up or Fuck Off.”
I've been involved in rugby since the bad old days of yore, when every club had its own tame “home official.” You knew with guys like that on the whistle, you were going to get nothing and would have to kill to get a draw.
These officials are fewer these days, and I can honestly say, in recent years, I have seen one or two whom I wished could do better, but, I have only encountered one official who I was convinced was “bent” and a “homer.” To be fair, in his case, he was also an “awayer.”
Remember, no referee – no game. We need to nurture and support the men and women with the whistles and flags.
