SIXTY-TWO is no age at which to die. With modern medicine, it's obscenely young, but, that Gary Callander should pass at such a young age merely highlights what an unfair disease Pancreatic, or indeed any form of Cancer is.
I never met Gary. When he was at his height, I was covering football more than rugby, so I barely even saw him perform on television. But, from those who did, whose opinions I value, I can tell he was a top-class performer.
If he was playing today, he'd have a shed-load of caps, since changing the hooker after 55 minutes to an hour is almost mandatory in the modern game. But, when he was at his height, whoever got the starting number two shirt was there for the duration. And it was Gary's misfortune that his career overlapped with that of Hawick's Colin Deans – who was, let's not forget, a Lions as well as a Scotland captain.
Gary also spent a long time understudying Deans for The South, as well as Scotland and it speaks volumes about his quality that he got the games and the captaincy appointments he did.
He was an outstanding player and captain, in both the full-sized and short form, for Kelso at a time when the club was a power in the land. In fact, the Kelso septets he led were, at the time, the leading exponents of the short game in Scotland. Then, after hanging-up his boots, he was a very-fine coach at both his home clubs and elsewhere.
Gary, of course, played in the amateur era, when the top players had to fit their rugby commitments alongside the day job, which in Gary's case was as an electrician, eventually running his own company.
Like a good few top-class tight forwards, his later years were blighted by long-standing back problems, even before the Cancer hit him. But, he bore his misfortunes stoically.
My sincere condolences to his surviving family and friends, and everyone at Kelso at this sad time.
HARD ON the heels of the news of Gary's passing, came the news that Boroughmuir had lost that great club stalwart Bill Noble, who died suddenly.
Bill was a Meggetland institution. He went straight from the Boroughmuir school team to the club side, while still a pupil at Boroughmuir, and he was a fixture in the first-team squad for 20 seasons. He played in the 'Muir side which won the final Unofficial Championship in 1972-73, making his Edinburgh debut at prop the following season.
He enjoyed a sabbatical away from Meggetland, after moving to Peebles, but, back in the capital he was soon back at Meggetland, where he had a five-year spell as President from 2012.
Larger than life, with a great sense of humour, and a great supporter of young players, he was a massive influence within the club.
The 'Muir family is bereft at his passing, but, not nearly as much as wife Maureen, sons Chris and Adam and his grand-children. My condolences to them on their tragic loss.
I CAN understand how, with the fixtures mirroring the A team fixtures to be played the following day, the SRU might wish to play the Under-20 internationals at the DAM Health Stadium, behind the national one. And, they have to get bums on seats to help pay for it. But, this centralisation does mean, fewer chances for the rugby public more than half an hour from Edinburgh being able to cheer-on a Scotland side playing locally. And that is sad.
MY LAST blog post highlighted the number of games off on Saturday, thanks to player unavailability. I said 13 games, the true figure was 14. However, what I didn't know – probably because I'm a non-person in the eyes of the SRU, is that the Global Game Variants which I mentioned have already been picked-up by the SRU.
So basically, provided your XV can raise ten players, you can play. If that still isn't getting lower XV games played – BT Murrayfield – you have a problem, a huge problem.
Or is it, that the youth of today doesn't want to play when the weather gets bad? In which case, summer rugby here we come.
I NOTICED a World Under-23 team on Facebook the other day. They picked England's Tom Curry in the back-row, even though, already 23, he is clearly too-old for an Under-23 team, but, they have to pack any selection with England players, to keep their fans from sulking.
No Scots picked, naturally, but, it does highlight, how we are less-prone than other nations to cap our younger players. “If they're good enough – they're old enough,” doesn't seem to be a thought process at BT Murrayfield.
I DON'T often comment on other sports on here, but, I am not and never have been a Lewis Hamilton fan. I think he's an over-rated wee nyaff with a grossly-inflated sense of his own worth.
He's not fit to change Jackie Stewart's tyres, while Jim Clark was from a whole different galaxy.
This current fracas between him and Max Verstaapen, why don't they have a good old-fashioned Scottish “square go” on the front row of the grid, winner is World Champion, all proceeds to charity? Then we can get back to the motor racing.
AUSTIN HEALEY has always been an annoying wee shite. He's the sort of English player you prayed you would find at the foot of a ruck, back when rucking was allowed. Unfortunately, he continues to be an annoying wee shite as a pundit; which is a pity, because, when he isn't giving-off his “How wonderful I am” persona, he actually delivers a lot of good sense and insight.
Healey has developed into a far-better match reader and analyser than the more-highly-regarded Moyne and Dallaglio. In fact, I would say he is the backs' equivalent of Brian Moore. He's that good – pity he seems incapable of reinventing himself as something other than a total prat.





