All Blacks since 1968

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Surname	First names	Known by	AB No,	AB years	AB Games	View
Te Tamaki	Teresa L		146	2007 - 2015	10	view
Teddy	Waimania L	Waiwai	134	2005 - 2007	6	view
Telea	Mark E		1207	2022 - 2023	9	view
Teneti	Kelsey Jade		234	2022		view
Thimbleby	Neil William		684	1970	13	view
Thompson	Barry Alan		799	1979	8	view
Thomson	Adam John		1073	2008 - 2012	31	view
Thorn	Brad Carnegie		1035	2003 - 2011	60	view
Thorne	Grahame Stuart		660	1967 - 1970	38	view
Thorne	Reuben David		988	1999 - 2007	51	view
Thrush	Jeremy Ian		1120	2013 - 2015	12	view
Tialata	Neemiah Stanley		1060	2005 - 2010	44	view
Tiatia	Filogia Ian	Filo	993	2000 - 2000	2	view
Timu	John Kahukura Raymond		905	1989 - 1994	50	view
Tiplady	Anika M		139	2007 - 2009	3	view
To'omaga Allen	Jeffery Latu		1130	2013 - 2017	3	view
Todd	Matthew Brendon	Matt	1123	2013 - 2019	25	view
Toeava	Isaia		1064	2005 - 2011	37	view
Tofa	L Cristo S		200	2018 - 2020	3	view
Tonu'u	Ofisa Francis Junior	Junior	957	1996 - 1998	8	view

Endorsement

When the battle scars have faded
And the truth becomes a lie
And the weekend smell of liniment
Could almost make you cry.
When the last rucks well behind you
And the man that ran now walks
It doesn’t matter who you are
The mirror sometimes talks
Have a good hard look old son!
The melons not that great
The snoz that takes a sharp turn sideways
Used to be dead straight
You’re an advert for arthritis
You’re a thoroughbred gone lame
Then you ask yourself the question
Why the hell you played the game?
Was there logic in the head knocks?
In the corks and in the cuts?
Did common sense get pushed aside?
By manliness and guts?
Do you sometimes sit and wonder
Why your time would often pass
In a tangled mess of bodies
With your head up someone’s......?
With a thumb hooked up your nostril
Scratching gently on your brain
And an overgrown Neanderthal
Rejoicing in your pain!
Mate – you must recall the jersey
That was shredded into rags
Then the soothing sting of Dettol
On a back engraved with tags!
It’s almost worth admitting
Though with some degree of shame
That your wife was right in asking
Why the hell you played the game?
Why you’d always rock home legless
Like a cow on roller skates
After drinking at the clubhouse
With your low down drunken mates
Then you’d wake up – check your wallet
Not a solitary coin
Drink Berocca by the bucket
Throw an ice pack on your groin
Copping Sunday morning sermons
About boozers being losers
While you limped like Quasimodo
With a half a thousand bruises!
Yes – an urge to hug the porcelain
And curse Sambuca’s name
Would always pose the question
Why the hell you played the game!
And yet with every wound re-opened
As you grimly reminisce it
Comes the most compelling feeling yet
God, you bloody miss it!
From the first time that you laced a boot
And tightened every stud
That virus known as rugby
Has been living in your blood
When you dreamt it when you played it
All the rest took second fiddle
Now you’re standing on the sideline
But your hearts still in the middle
And no matter where you travel
You can take it as expected
There will always be a breed of people
Hopelessly infected
If there’s a teammate, then you’ll find him
Like a gravitating force
With a common understanding
And a beer or three, of course
And as you stand there telling lies
Like it was yesterday old friend
You’ll know that if you had the chance
You’d do it all again
You see – that’s the thing with rugby
It will always be the same
And that, I guarantee
Is why the hell you played the game!

By Rupert McCall

Credit: Sutton & Epsom Bs

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