COMMENT:

There are beautiful landscapes in the deep south of New Zealand, a place where hard work and honesty and being a good bugger are deeply important, that are less cherished than Ben Smith.

Central Otago in the autumn – or any season, for that matter – the early-morning light on the Taieri Plain, the white Mosgiel sign (all in capital letters) above State Highway 1 which provides an obvious link to the glamour of Hollywood, none of those matter a jot compared with the continued good health and selection in the black jersey of one B. Smith, All Black

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