Hiding To None

Watching the Waratahs winging while losing was a 

pleasure I’d like to get accustomed to - that a team 

most would’ve written-off rubbed salt into the ‘Tahs 

wounds, all while playing the better game, made it 

so much more poignant; and a ‘flag’ there for sore 

losers gained credence as light-blue faded to grey 

in a thoroughly tanned hiding-to-none no-one’d be 

able to laugh-off - or ignore, even if politely done 

Well, the Highlanders came and trashed an egoist 

pretence brim-full of their own brash superiority or 

did I miss the cue, so imbued with a sense of their 

own importance they actually ‘forgot’ they had not 

yet played th’ game before taking winners stance 

in full view of the disbelieving rugby fraternity - &  

Hearing ‘unbiassed’ NSW commentators blaming 

it upon a South African referee didn’t make sense 

or ease discomfort either; it’s decadence we now 

associate with Sydney’s rugby hegemony, rightly 

or wrongly because we’re guaranteed we’ll get it 

shoved in our faces like a hiding-to-none 

© 28 June 2015, I. D. Carswell