OPINION
In 2016, I split my knee open in a freak accident at training. It was the week of our Farah Palmer Cup semi-final against Counties Manukau, a team I always loved to play. I am not great with blood so my first question to our team’s physio was can you cover the wound as soon as I move my hand? The second was, can I play on Saturday? The 15 stitches and leg brace answered that one for me.
One of the first things I loved about the sport was the sense of resilience I felt popping back up after being flattened by my opposition. The strange sort of pride attached to the scrapbook of bruises you collect during a season. Never mind the fact that half of them are from your own boots, rugby loves to tell tales of putting your body on the line.
There was Buck Shelford, losing teeth and almost a testicle in a match against France. Norm Hewitt’s broken arm lifting the 2000 NPC trophy for Wellington. Richie McCaw winning the 2011 World Cup with a fractured foot. And this week in France, there’s another myth being made as Antoine Dupont is exploring the option of a protective mask for his facial fracture. Trying everything he can to play in a home quarter-final.
Our fascination with these feats tells us much about our sport’s culture. Our fans’ reverence for a lack of self-preservation is in direct odds with initiatives to improve player welfare. We want to do everything we can to play on, but should we? These short-term decisions have been proven to have long-term consequences.