Stand-In Stand-Off

Peter O’Mahony’s ligindary feats on the wing well documented at this stage, with Triminjus only needing the most obtuse invitation to drop into dinner party conversations that he once played there in an AIL final, but he may have to start looking over his shoulder. When it comes to stand-in feats of extraordinary and unlikely versatility, there is a new sherriff in town. Step forward his Munster colleague Conor Murray in what must be a slow news week in rugby circles.

With JJ Hanrahan injured, Munster have only Ian Keatley available to play 10 in their Heineken Cup semi-final gainst Toulon, and if anything should happen to him, it appears that Murray is the closest thing they have to a backup. His credentials for the role are impeccable. According to The Indo’s Ruaidhri O’Connor he – get ready Triminjus– played there in the AIL for Garryowen (though not in a final, so maybe O’Mahony still wins that Top Trump contest), has been practicing his goal kicking in recent warm-ups, but most significantly of all, he worked with Neil Jenkins on the Lions tour. Neil Jenkins! Worked with! Lions Tour! Give the man the 10 jersey and proclaim him the new RADGE!

The alternative being considered by Penney is apparently Johne Murphy, the less said about which the better.

It’s a bit of a peculiar position for Munster to find themselves in, but so long as Ian Keatley can hop on one foot it’s unlikely to amount to anything terribly meaningful. Having three senior fly-halves is a luxury the Irish provinces haven’t had since Jeremy Manning traded his role as third choice at Munster (behind the never-injured ROG and classy utility back Paul Warwick) for Newcastle. It’s worth recalling that in the 2007 and 2011 World Cups, Geordan Murphy was nominally the third-choice 10. Leinster and Ulster were blessed to have the likes of Isa Nacewa and Paddy Wallace (and latterly Stuart Olding) who could perform functionally at 10 if required.

The scrum-half filling in at 10 is more of a French tradition, whereas in Ireland it’s usually the 12 (Wallace, Olding) or the 15 (Murphy, Nacewa, Warwick) who tends to take up the role in emergencies, although Tomas O’Leary once gave a decent 10 minutes against Italy while ROG was in the sin-bin for boldness. Munster’s preference for crash-ball 12s in James Downey and Denis Hurley means that isn’t an option, while Felix Jones doesn’t fit the bill of fly-half at all. Conor Murray, all round footballer that he is, does indeed look the best choice. And did I mention that he once played there in the AIL for Garryowen, and that he worked with Neil Jenkins on the Lions tour?

Mild Concern

Ahead of this weekend, we were feeling pretty good about the Irish provinces re the Heineken Cup (RIP). Ulster and Munster had home draws, which is such a huge factor in the competition, and Leinster, while facing a seriously daunting trip to Toulon, had won the Six Nations the week before. So Rob Penney said anyway.

But now, we aren’t feeling so hot. Maybe it’s natural caution now that the quarter-finals are basically on top of us, maybe it’s the freak dust storm that dumped what looked like Rodney Parade on Egg’s car, or maybe it was the performances of the three major provinces on Saturday night. Before the games, we would have said Ulster are very likely to win (vs Globo Gym), Munster will probably win (vs boring bosh merchants Toulouse) and Leinster will be competitive (vs giants Toulon, who surely should walk out to this).  It’s hard to ever be too confident of winning away from home in the knockout matches.

Starting with Ulster (and why not, given I’m from Ulster, wearing an Ulster shirt and having recurring dreams about Fez driving Chris Ashton ten foot under Ravers), there is simply no excuse for losing to Cardiff. Sure, Matthew Rees was back, and, sure, they had a point to prove. But they were placed lower than all sides but Treviso and the Zebras, and are so rubbish, they aren’t going to get into Europe next season. Conceding 22 unanswered points in 30 minutes with virtually your first choice pack is just unforgivable. Now, we don’t doubt Ulster are going to turn up on Saturday – with the new Ravers being launched and with Saracens as your opponents, you will never lack for motivation – but playing so poorly and losing to such a poor team a week out is sloppy at best. Confidence dented.

Next to Munster. Back after the group stages, we thought Munster would be able for Toulouse, but now we aren’t so sure. There isn’t much doubt they will up the ante for the HEC, but nearly three months of strolls in the park for this team seem to have knocked their base intensity levels. With just two of Saturday’s team involved for Ireland (and based on Saturday, none of those left out can have many complaints – Killer incurred Elaine’s ire, Tommy O’Donnell was comprehensively outplayed by Shane Jennings and Simon Zebo, while threatening going forward, wasn’t exactly Donncha O’Callaghan at ruck time or Jonny Wilkinson in defence), the collective couldn’t cope when Leinster pushed on in the third quarter.

Toulouse, playing in the Top14, won’t lack for high-level preparation, and, if their domestic away form is woeful, they had a big away win against Globo Gym in the pool stages. However, the biggest concern is how Munster are going to score tries. For all their technical excellence, they won’t be mauling Louis Picamoles and co all over the Debt Star; BJ Botha will find Gurthro Steenkamp slightly less accomodating than Michael Bent; and a 10-12 of Keatley and Hurley just isn’t going to get anything going (and if it isn’t going to be Hurley at 12, why play him there a week before?). Watching the clunky attempts to get the ball to Zebo and Keith Earls, we wish Munster would just take a punt on JJ Hanrahan – he really can’t do any worse at either position than the incumbents. Munster are crying out for a centre who can pass the ball more than a few metres.  They have lethally dangerous runners out wide, but their best opportunities to run were given too them by Leinster’s kicking game gave rather than the Munster centres.  Perhaps Toulouse won’t be so generous.

As for Leinster, they have the benefit of so many of them being involved with Ireland – the teamwork didn’t look as clunky as it usually does coming out of international windows, and the confidence levels were high. Still, if they kick as poorly as they did to Munster when their opponents will include in their number Drew Mitchell, Felon Armitage and Matt Giteau, they can forget any notions of a third HEC in four years. And if DJ Church isn’t fit, well, forget any notions of a third HEC in four years. Toulon’s squad is just so talented and deep, Leinster’s best hope is to play the kind of heads-up, accurate, opportunistic rugger that Joe Schmidt espouses, then hope the stars align elsewhere (i.e. Toulon players remember they hate each other) – they’ll need to be hyper-accurate. And three of the linchpins of their recent hyper-accuracy are either sitting with their feet up in BNZ, tending the farm in Carlow, or crying themselves to sleep in Paris. Leinster will need to be a whole lot better than they were on Saturday to derail the Toulon Express.

So, to be blunt, we are worried. Very worried.  Worry, worry, worry.

[Please note that Egg Chaser is an Ulsterman, and therefore always worries, no matter how positive the picture.]

Interpro for Show, HEC for the Pro

The pervading narrative in the build-up to the Leinster-Munster game this weekend has been the opportunity for some Munster players on the fringe of the Ireland squad to show their now-garlanded Irish team-mates what is what. But while this makes a nice story, the prospect of Dave Kilcoyne burning up a whilrwind in the Aviva won’t make a whole lot of difference to the outcome of Munster’s upcoming actual big game – the home tie with boring bosh merchants Toulouse.

The reality about the over-played rivalry thing is that Dave Kilcoyne and Stephen Archer haven’t been as good as Jack McGrath and Martin Moore this season, while Simon Zebo admits himself that:

“I’d be the first to say I can be inefficient there and sometimes don’t do too much at the breakdown . . . I’m not a Donncha O’Callaghan or a Paul O’Connell. I don’t hit as many rucks as they do. But when the ball does go wide, I need to be just as efficient as they are in securing ball . . . going forward I’d have no issues and I’d back myself every time. But there are definitely little parts I can iron out so at the back end I can be a better player.”

So while Simon Zebo goes off to think about unlesahing his inner Donncha O’Callaghan (we all have one, right?), Tommy O’Donnell can consider himself unlucky but there isn’t much between himself, Rhys Ruddock, Jordi Murphy and NWJMB (at blindside) and the selections reflected that.  But that’s really all there is to it.  For all the chat about representation, it comes down to a couple of bench picks that were marginal calls.

The timing of the game in the week before the Heineken Cup knockouts is always something of a double-edged sword. It guarantees that each side will put out most of the frontliners (unlike, say the Christmas interpros), but neither side is particularly keen to delve into the playbook to give much away to the following week’s opponents. It tends to lead to full-blooded encounters, with both sides eager to get a good hit-out, but games which can be short on quality.  “Don’t give them anything lads, but whatever you do, don’t show Toulon any of that passing stuff we’ve been working on.  Just truck it up if you have to”.

If Penney and Axel are doing their jobs, they won’t want Munster to spend too much emotional energy this weekend, but save the majority of the hunger for next Saturday’s brunchtime (© G. Thornley) kickoff. Toulouse are far from the swashbuckling, French-majority team that wowed Europe for the guts of a decade – they are more like Toulon, a bruising behemoth of a side littered with South Africans. While they might be scratching around the lower reaches of the Top Quatorze playoffs on paper, it’s very tight and a top 2 position can’t be ruled out, if a win at Oyannax can be secured in three weeks. Plus Toulouse retain a bit of an institutional grá for the HEC – and they bulldozed down Globo Gym in Lahn during the group stages. They will be dangerous.

Munster are still well set to take Toulouse, who are not to be feared, as Connacht will attest to, particularly with Nigel “41 phases” Owens in possession of the whistle. That said, it will be a high intensity, bosh-friendly encounter, and while Munster’s pack is technically excellent, it is still rather light. If Penney and Axel are serious about targetting Europe, perhaps withdrawing the pack lieutenants on 60 minutes and potentially giving up the Leinster game to go for Europe.

At least Munster are favourites for their tie. For, with a daunting trip to Toulon in prospect, Leinster will be thinking the same thing, and don’t be surprised to see a few “injuries” before Saturday as they give some of the players involved with Ireland some down time ahead of Toulon. If Toulon are tougher opponents, Leinster are more battle-hardened than Munster with most of their panel having played test rugby over the last few weeks.

So sure, it might be fun to feed the Irish rugby media some nice bitter-rivalry style scraps from the table but it’s next week that’s going to determine how successful this year is for Leinster and Munster. And the provinces have that luxury as well – for Toulon and Toulouse, both the Top Quatorze and Europe are relevant, and, in a delicious piece of scheduling, they will be throttling the life out of each other in a boring drop goal contest at the Felix Mayol this weekend.

Brutally Honest Feedback

Joe Schmidt silently leads the first team off the bus. The first team stop, take a step and applaud the substitutes off the bus. The substitutes stand in line and applaud the coaches off the bus. The coaches take their place in line and applaud the driver off.

This is the New Ireland.

Entering the hotel, the players are assigned a ‘room buddy’ in addition to the room-mate. They walk their room buddy up to their room, hug them (back thumps optional, but mandatory for Munster players – both hugger and huggee), tweet them something nice, then have a cry together.

Down in the conference room, the players have to text five selected team-mates and tell them why they should play ahead of anyone else, and how they will stop The Awesome Power of Luther Burrell. The hubbub dies down, players avert their eyes, and the Milky Bar Kid takes the stage. The Brutally Honest Review Session ™ is about to start.

Joe: “Peter, great gusto with the anthem singing, but you were nearly a full octave out of tune. Plus you’ve made a schoolboy error – we’ll only have Ireland’s Call at the weekend, that’s where the passion should be directed”

Joe: “Paddy, you let Tommy hug you after your try – not on. What are you going to do when you’ve scored our sixth late on on Saturday but you’ve got The Awesome Power of Mako Vunipola on top of you? How will you shove him away then?”

Joe: “Rob and Dave – you’ve let some parody account become lame – if you are going to encourage the Twitterati, you need to ensure it’s a meme that will last longer than a week. Look at Frankie Sheahan’s account – it’s been laughable for years”

Joe: “Brian, you can’t keep letting biology beat you, it’s getting embarrassing that you are picking up bugs the week before a game. You’ll just have to ask science to stop.”

After sixty minutes of Brutally Honest Feedback ™, the players retire to the games room where they have to spend so long complimenting each other, even Andrew Trimble runs out of things to say.

This is the New Ireland.

In Schmidt We Trust

Doubtless many of our readers saw the notes taken by an anonymous scribe from a recent Joe Schmidt seminar which found themselves ‘going viral’, as it were, yesterday afternoon.  If you didn’t, you can see them here.

It made for fascinating reading, an insight into the workings of one of the great coaches in modern sport.  Anyone who witnessed Joe Schmidt’s talk to Leinster fans in the Laighin Bar will know he’s a fascinating, charismatic and humourous guy who can easily command the attention of a room of punters.  Whatever or wherever this seminar was, we wish we were there.

It’s abundantly clear from reading that Schmidt is a man whose eye for detail is unmatched, and his preparation meticulous.  Every error in training is pulled up, and any that are missed are pulled up later from video analysis.  Little wonder Brian O’Driscoll spoke of every single day being a learning experience with him as coach.

A few things struck us as especially interesting.  One was the unwillingness to buy into ‘received wisdom’ or media-spun catch-all narratives, such as the all-conquering mental strength of the Indomitable All Blacks.  His dissection of the two contrasting World Cup games against France was fantastic.  Not for a second was he accepting that the Kiwis were in any way more composed or prepared for trench warfare in 2011 than in 2007; they got away with winning because the referee let them cheat the whole game.  Anyone who watched that game will remember that they were allowed to not roll out of the tackle at almost every single ruck.

There was some nice insight into how he kept squad harmony at Leinster, with Eoin Reddan running the fines/punishments committee and a policy of every player shaking hands when they first meet each day, a tradition he brought over from Clermont (I thought the French kissed each other, but we’ll let it slide) and how Jamie Heaslip – who comes across as a show pony influential figure – makes a point of shaking the hand of every single academy player.

What always struck us about Joe Schmidt is that he has a great sense of which buttons to press based on the prevailing mood.  He describes how, no matter what has gone on earlier in the week, once it gets to Thursday everything he says to the players is positive.  One Schmidt post-match interview in particular game always stood out in our minds.  It was a match against Glasgow in Scotstoun in the Heineken Cup.  Leinster played dreadfully, but an Isaac Boss touchdown against the base of a post and some good fortune defending the lead late in the match was enough to secure a narrow win.  In the weeks before the game, a number of players had given interviews relaying just how tough Schmidt’s Monday morning video sessions were, and how players are accountable for every single action.  But rather than berate this genuinely pretty awful performance, all he would say to the press was how proud he was of the group to have dug in to secure a really hard-fought win.  It just seemed exactly the right note to strike; terrific management.  Long may he remain in this country.

Will he though? Surely the BNZ hierarchy are watching, but equally as surely, success (domestic and international) in the Northern Hemisphere simply isn’t seen as adequate preparation for the BNZ job. While it’s tempting to see him as the obvious successor to Hansen after 2015, he might have to wait until further down the line.  Anyone who read Ruchie’s book will get a keen sense of how insular (and we don’t mean that in a negative sense) rugger in BNZ is. If Schmidt wants to coach BNZ, as he must, he will have to do some time back home first.  If he has his sights set on the 2019-23 RWC cycle, he will want to be heading home for the 2018 SH season, at the very latest, and probably earlier. That gives us about two years to enjoy the ride – anyone fancy minding the William Webb Ellis from 2015 for a couple of years?

Taking Care of Bid’ness

Contract negotiations are a tricky thing at the best of times, and in a sense, it’s a thankless task for which you can only be criticised.  Throw contracts out like confetti and you’ll be accused of being wasteful (‘Why was Denis Leamy given a two year contract when he was clearly a crock?’).  Play hardball and you’ll be accused of not taking the players for granted (‘Come on, it’s Sean O’Brien, just pay the man’).

At this juncture it looks like the IRFU have more or less taken care of bid’ness, for this sseason anyway.  With Jamie Heaslip, Paul O’Connell and Keith Earls recently signing on the line that is dotted, pretty much all the red-flagged contract re-signings have been locked down*.  Marty Moore, Sean O’Brien and Conor Murray were among the others that had recently signed on.  It’s a great bit of business in what looked a particularly daunting assignment not that long ago.

This year always looked trickier than those in the recent past.  Two issues loomed especially large on proceedings: the uncertainty (still ongoing) over European rugby’s future and the possible emboldening of the French club owners following Racing’s successful recruitment of Johnny Sexton last year.  In truth, the IRFU must have done pretty well to convince the contracted players that they would have some actual rugby to play next season, because any sort of clarity seems miles off.  In France, they’ll always be assured that no matter what else, the Top 14 will remain a long, competitive grind.  And certainly, given that sheer number of stories circulating in the media, it appears that the French clubs believed they could lure one or two more Irish over to their league.

We all remember Brian O’Driscoll being linked with Biarritz, and the Basque club was seen as an exotic location where only our very best would be considered.  But this season just about every Irish player was linked in some way to some French club.  If you weren’t going on a fact-finding mission to some Top 14 training ground to check out the envy-inspiring facilities (‘We don’t even have to play three games a season in a run down heap of a ground for contractual reasons?!  I’m in’) you were pretty much alone.  Sean O’Brien to Clermont or Toulon, Donnacha Ryan to Perpignan, Jamie Healsip to Toulon, Conor Murray to Racing; they were all at it.

Even Marty Moore, having barely started a senior game of note, was apparently being lured to la sud de France by the megabucks.  Presumably the agents who fed the stories to a media who gleefully lapped it up can consider their mission to be accomplished.  Whatever about the lure of the lifestyle and money in France, but when Keith Earls was linked with Reading Samoa it looked a media story too far.  Why any player highly regarded at his team, where he gets to play Heineken Cup rugby on the doorstep of where he grew up, would give that up to scratch around the lower reaches of the Boshiership is anyone’s guess.

One thing that perhaps worked out in the IRFU’s favour has been the sheer weight of the workload Sexton has been under, which has been widely broadcast.  But at the end of the day, the players want to play for the teams to which they are so attached.  The IRFU hopefully recognise that the pull if playing for one’s native province still has a huge pull for the players.

*Not Tom Court obviously – his face just doesn’t fit

Everyone’s Invited

As usual, while the other five nations announce squads of around 30-32 players, Ireland have once again named a 40+ panel for the upcoming Six Nations and Wolfhounds games.  Everyone’s invited to the party.

It won’t be until the panel for the opening game is announced that we’ll get anything like an insight into who’s in favour and who isn’t.  There were arguably a handful of names who constitute notable absentees and a few new names to get excited about.

Kevin McLaughlin is the most high profile casualty, not least because he was a key performer in the New Zealand match, stepping off the plinth to noticeable impact.  But his form has been quiet since then, not helped by injury it would appear and he was way, way off the pace in Castres on sunday.  His spot is effectively taken by the increasingly prominent Rhys Ruddock.

Paul Marshall’s chances of playing for Ireland are receding.  Kieran Marmion gets the call-up and Marshall misses out.  He can be a livewire, but he doesn’t appear to have brought his best form to this season, and rarely looks all that good starting matches for Ulster.

James Coughlan takes a backward step.  He’s always a likely candidate to captain the Wolfhounds, but he doesn’t appear able to conjure up the energy of a couple of seasons ago, as he’s now pushing on a bit.  It makes sense to give Robin Copeland a chance for the second stringers instead.  He’s a bruising ball-carrier in a similar vein and will probably be Coughlan’s replacement at Munster next year.

The Is-Tom-Court-In-Or-Out-Of-Favour-Swing-O-Meter has moved again!  What a sensitive thing it is.  The Ulster prop is on his way to London Irish and while you can never write the chap off, he has surely played for Ireland for the last time.  David Kilcoyne has had a quiet-ish season, but he gave a timely reminder of his qualities at the breakdown against Gloucester and is worth bringing back into the fold after missing out in November.  The two Leinster looseheads are comfortably at the top of the tree for now.

There were some excitable calls for JJ Hanrahan to get a taste of the action, but it makes sense for now to let him get gametime with Munster with Jackson and Madigan much more established and able to provide cover for Sexton.

Players getting good news include Marty Moor(adz)e, Rob Herring, Jordi Murphy and somewhat improbably, Rodney Ah You, the naturalised Connacht prop who was on the way to becoming the latest southern hemisphere propping joke, before the change in scrum calls saved his professional career.  Herring and Mooradze (and Ah You, it must be said) are understudies to well established players at the moment, and winning good reviews for their efforts. Mooradze in particular seems to be on a fast-track to being the new sherriff in town sooner rather than later.  Don’t be too surprised if he finds himself capped in the summer, or even this series because Declan Fitzpatrick is not named in the squad, but will presumably be added if he proves his fitness.

Jordi Murphy continues his impressive rise, and Sean O’Brien’s absence has created a tank-sized hole at 7.  Murphy has the look of Wolfhounds openside; the game against Castres showed him where his breakdown work needs to get to to further press his claims.  O’Donnell and Henry will fight it out for the 7 shirt in the Six Nations, with Henry the likely starter.

And finally, it appears to be finally curtains for Donncha – he’s out of the squad for good now. You don’t get 90+ Ireland caps and tour with the Lions twice without being a pretty able player, but, equally as relevant, he has been a big personality in the squad for over a decade and his absence will surely impact the dynamic. Time for a new joker – don’t suppose Ah You knows any classic party tricks?

He ain’t no Rog

Here are two incontrovertible facts about Ian Keatley:

  • He isn’t Ronan O’Gara
  • He isn’t JJ Hanrahan

That is, he isn’t a multiple Heineken Cup-winning mental strength machine, nor is he is greenhorn with loads of potential but virtually no professional experience. What he is is an experienced Pro12 outhalf who is embarking on his first season as a starter with an elite (disclaimer: not elite in McCafferty’s dictionary i.e. Leeds or Worcester, but elite in the real world) team – he has just six Heineken Cup starts and is well behind Sexton, Jackson and Madigan at international level.

And he is stuck in a pretty unenviable situation – he is taking over the jersey of not just a good outhalf, but the best outhalf in Munster history, the winner of the best player in HEC history, do-no-wrong Ligind St Ronan of Cork. Basically, he just isn’t going to cut the mustard in the eyes of some casual fans no matter what he does. Plus he went to loike Belvo loike roysh. To make matters worse, his undertstudy is the angelic and exciting local hero, 21 year old JRWC player of the year nominee JJ Hanrahan. At the slightest sign of Keatley not-being-Rog, the excitable locals are calling for Hanrahan to be brought in. It’s basically a no-win situation.

It’s also typical of Irish rugby, where players from provincial academies get an easier ride from the public than nomadic players who have travelled from one province to another.  There’s a sense that players who migrate between provinces lack a spiritual home , and rarely have a street team in the media who will go to bat for them in the same way as the latset home-grown ‘superstar’ gets instantly championed by an excitable press corps and fanbase only dying to uncover the Next Big Thing.  Eoin Reddan is a classic example; he only had to win two Heineken Cups to win over sceptical Leinster fans.  There are exceptions though, and when Mike Ross’ skills became belatedly fashionable there was almost a sense of delerium that this suddenly invaluable player had been a mere afterthought in his Munster days.

Fifteen months ago, when Rob Penney came in, Keatley hit the ground running at Munster, and looked like he suited Penney’s gameplan. We thought that the new coach, given O’Gara was coming to the end of the line, might identify Keatley as his man and progressively bring him into the lineup. As it happened, O’Gara was first choice by a distance – Keatley getting one HEC start, and only because Radge got himself suspended for some uncharacteristic trickery with a second row. O’Gara then finished off his career with a spectacular rolling-back-the-years performance in the HEC semi-final, reminding everybody why they loved him so much in the first place after a disastrous Six Nations.  Keatley had to serve his time before being given the big gig.

This season, Keatley has been pretty average – he hasn’t been spectacularly awful, nor has he scaled the heights Rog did. Pretty much his usual level, then. He does everything to a reasonable standard, but isn’t a spectacular tactical kicker, doesn’t exhibit brilliant gainline handling and doesn’t lord it over a game. He also has problems with consistency, veering from poor to excellent and back again in jig time.  In recent weeks, he has given two really poor performances – in Perpignan and Ulster – and was under big pressure coming into the Gloucester match. It seemed that JJ was very, very close to getting selected.  Had the match been at home, who knows?

In the event he had his best game for Munster, and was singled out for praise by Rob Penney.  He did pretty much everything asked of him – his place kicking was good, his tactical kicking very good, and he looked much superior to the vaunted Freddy Burns, who increasingly looks like the new Ryan Lamb and not the new Jonny Wilkinson. It was a creditable riposte to the expectations he was under. It was just how you want your fly-half to play in a tricky away match; continually pinning the home side in their own half of the pitch and asking the question of whether they have the smarts to get out of it.  Sure enough, Gloucester didn’t have the answers.  Job done.

And yet – he isn’t Ronan O’Gara. One of his best performances in the Munster shirt and there has been plenty of talk of ill-considered grubber kicks.  The tactic came off pretty well for him, but he went to the well once too often.

With a dead rubber coming up against Embra, there is a school of thought that says Munster have little to lose playing JJ – Munster could probably win with Dave Kilcoyne at outhalf, and it gets JJ’s first HEC start out of the way. The not wholly unreasonable thinking behind it is that Keatley is not a Heineken Cup-winning fly-half and if Munster get to the pointy end of the tournament, the only way to have a chance of beating the really good teams will be to gamble on Hanrahan’s more mercurial talents.  Munster don’t want to find themselves in the situation Ulster did, where PJ made his HEC debut in a semi-final, after a series of catastrophic showings from iHumph left head coach Brian McLoughlin with little option.  So Keatley, in his sixth HEC start, plays as well as he ever has in red, and there is still a question mark over his place in the team? Shows how much of a hiding to nothing he is on.

So in effect it’s a stay of execution for Keatley.  It still feels like he’s a ‘holding place’ solution rather than a long-term one; keeping the jersey warm until the new kid is considered ready.  With every match-saving cameo from JJ Hanrahan’s, the breath on his neck getting hotter.  But even though Rob Penney has a pretty adventurous gameplan, he is a relatively conservative selector – we can’t see him making a change after Keatley answered his critics in such fashion. The Hanrahan era might be the future, but Keatley is a man still learning his trade at this level as well and he isn’t going to give up the shirt that easily.

Two More Years. Or Maybe Just One.

Rob Penney’s contract is up for renewal at the end of the season, and it would appear that his getting a new one is far from a done deal.  Shane Horgan and Liam Toland were of the opinion on the recent Second Captains podcast that, ridiculous though it may sound, the double header against Perpignan would go a long way to deciding whether he got one or not.  That seems a bit short-termist to us as it won’t even seal the fate of Munster in the Heineken Cup with the probably pivotal trip to Kingsholm still to come.

It looks to us to be an erroneous decision not to renew his contract, though we’d be interested to get Munster fans’ take on it.  Penney is halfway through a pretty thorough rebuilding job and is trying to establish a new playing identity around which Munster can build a sustainable future.  No longer in possession of a juggernaut pack and corner-dominating fly-half, this Munster vintage’s strengths lie in their strike runners out wide, Keith Earls, Simon Zebo and, more fitfully, Felix Jones.  And don’t forget that Peter O’Mahony played on the wing in an AIL final.  Joking aside, the likes of O’Mahony and Tommy O’Donnell are also best served getting the ball a bit further out from the ruck and Conor Murray has the skills to get them the ball there.  It all signals a group of players best served by moving the point of attack.

Unfortunately it hasn’t always been well implemented and Shane Horgan, a man who knows a thing or two about back play, was particularly scathing of the lateral nature of much of Munster’s attack.  They want to move it wide, but just can’t seem to get forward in doing so.  It’s all side-to-side and no one straightening the line or commiting defenders.  At times, the apparently simple act of passing in front of the player running onto the ball has proved too difficult.

Recruiting quality centres has been an issue for Munster as far back as we can remember and remains one today.  Casey Laulala has a streak of genius in him but Munster haven’t really been able to get on his wavelength.  His unpredictability at times appears to baffle his team-mates as much as opponents.  It’s an indictment of the coaching staff that they haven’t made more of his ability. If he was at Leinster, we’d imagine Sean Cronin and Sean O’Brien would track his lines as if tied to him by invisible ropes.

Lots of teething problems then, but results have been decent (and better than in the previous regime, at least at European level).  Munster went deeper in the Heineken Cup than any other Irish province last season and almost made the final in improbable circumstances.  It’s too easy to buy the narrative that O’Connell and O’Gara took the team in a new (or should that be old?) direction for the rousing performances in the Stoop and Bordeaux, and it’s one we don’t really buy.  The win in the Stoop was Penney-ball as it should be played, and it’s no surprise that it coincided with James Downey having his best match for Munster and team-mates suddenly becoming alive to the possibilities of playing off Laulala.  Some of the performances in the Pro12 were beyond dreadful and a sixth place finish was poor, but this season Munster have turned that around and sit on top of the log.

This year’s Heineken Cup has yet to see Munster hit top gear and the loss to Edinburgh was careless, but it’s far from beyond rescuing.  Gloucester and Perpignan are eminently beatable on the road, and the French seem utterly disinterested in the zombie HEC – this year’s pot is there for the taking.

It’s easy to forget just how shambolic things were when he arrived.  Munster had been left in a curious no-man’s land by McGahan’s half-baked tactics, and Penney had a job in restoring confidence to some players.  The obvious example is Conor Murray, whose early promise had been derailed by McGahan’s intention of deploying him as a fourth backrow.  Under Penney he has been able to get his natural rhythm going again, and has emerged as an elite player.

Penney’s tenure has the looks of a job half-done and it would seem strange to pull the rug from him now.  Did Munster really expect to turn things around more emphatically than this?   And if they do replace him, do they bring in someone to continue in a similar direction, or someone to start again?  Penney spoke in his first few months about how when you change approach you can find yourself ‘un the put’, but when you emerge from the put you find yourself in a better place than you ever were before.  Another change of direction now and Munster may find themselves struggling to ever emerge from the put.

He came on board with a reputation from the Crusaders of bringing younger players through the academy into Super Rugby (including the new world POTY), and in his time Munster havebrought through to the first team the likes of James Cronin, Paddy Butler, Tommy O’Donnell and JJ Hanrahan. The likes of Sherry, Archer, O’Mahony, Zebo and Murray have improved under his charge as well.

Munster fans seem mostly, if a little begrudgingly, on board with Project Penney – the pack just isn’t there to play the type of 10-man dross Frankie and co. want to see. On the other hand, Simon Mannix doesn’t seem to be having much impact – perhaps a shake-up of the coaching ticket, bringing in a backs coach of some repute, is the way forward. Don’t suppose Eddie has tired of blogging and wants to get that tracksuit back on?

Joking aside (for now), is finance a factor? Penney came with a big reputation and was unlikely to be cheap, and Munster are bleeding money like an Irish bank – do they just need to save a bit of cash? It would seem like a false economy, but who knows. A big name to replace Laulala for next season is unlikely, and more development from within is surely the way to go – Penney is the man for that in our eyes. If we are worried about tying him down with the HEC on the chopping block, give him one more year – he deserves it.

Overheard Conversations

Interprovincial Rivalry

In recent years, the growth of the provinces as entities independent of the national team has given rise to an intense rivalry, which borders on the farcical at times, and in the past certainly hasn’t helped build a good atmosphere around Team Ireland. But the banter at Ireland matches still has the possiblity to illustrate a healthy rivalry that doesn’t descend into the usual my-6.5-is-better-than-yours bickering.

Case in point: Egg was getting the DORSH to the game, when at Tara Street, some Ulster fans got on, a few beers on board, but not hammered, having fun if you will. The following exchange happened:

Ulster fan with thick Belfast accent: Any Leinster fans on the train?

Carriage (muted): Way-hay!

Ulster fan with thick Belfast accent: Any Munster fans on the train?

Carriage (less muted and slightly louder): Way-hay!

*laughter ensues as it appears Leinster fans are outnumbered*

*two seconds silence*

Ulster fan with thick Belfast accent: Youse are fuckin’ shite

*uproarious laughter from all*

Ulster fan with thick Belfast accent: And youse can have Robbie Diack if you want – he’s fuckin’ shite as well

Brilliant stuff.

Ill Communication

A commenter recently raised the issue that the Irish players don’t appear to talk to each other that much when on the pitch, raising the question as to how the team can execute a game plan without sufficient communication between each other.  It’s an interesting point.  Another result of apparent ill-communication is James Hook’s unfulfilled career path.  The Welshman is blessed with footballing talent, but by all accounts just doesn’t talk and boss his team around enough to control tough matches from fly-half.

In a recent conversation, a collaeague of WoC’s said he had been talking to a Kiwi who coaches at regional level.  Our colleague asked him what it was that differentiated the Kiwis from the other rugby nations.  His answer wasn’t their feral breakdown work, natural fitness or handling skills developed from playing the game as soon as they can run.  It was their communication.  Every Kiwi is coached to talk continually to the guy next to him.  The result is that the Kiwis invariably make good decisions in clutch situations.

Although derided as a nation with a history of choking, the Kiwis in fact have a habit of getting out of sticky spots.  How many times have Ireland brought them to the wire only for the BNZers to come up with a spirit-crushing score late in the game?  Saturday’s match against England was a case in point.  Their favourite referee Craig Joubert was whistling them off the park and their 14-point lead had been turned briefly into a deficit, but when the heat was on the Kiwis had the goods to score the winning points.

You’re Banned From This Historical Society.  You, Your Children and Your Children’s Children.  For Three Months.

Qantas have looked to come down hard on indiscipline under the new regime, but there’s something about yesterday’s news that they have suspended six of their players for the upcoming match against Scotland that looks like a fudge.  One can imagine Ewan McKenzie’s thinking:

‘Strewth!  The Badger and fourteen other galahs have only gone out and drunk twelve pints of Fosters in Copper Face Jacks three nights before the game.  They can’t get away with this.  I’ve gotta show them I’m tough on discipline.  Trouble is, I need the blaahdy dingbats to beat Ireland this Saturday.  Badger looks hungry for meat in training this week.  Maybe I can still look tough on discipline if I ‘suspend’ them for the flamin’ Scotland game instead, when I was going to rotate my team anyway.  Ewan, you bloody genius.  Nobody will notice a thing.’

Somewhere in Reading, an exiled bombshell is buried under a pile of Samoans with his face in the mud, thinking dark thoughts.