THE phone call came as the forwards were doing their lineout drills a quarter of an hour before kick-off. With his wife nine months pregnant, the team’s loose-head had been half-expecting his mobile to ring and, sure enough, his missus had gone into labour with their first child. Face alight with excitement, he tore over to the captain: “Sorry skipper, I have to go, she’s gone into labour … “

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