No-one could ever accuse Andrew Gazzi of shirking a challenge.
He played rugby at first-class level for Maesteg in the 1980s, a time when forwards attended rucks in great numbers, space there was aplenty on the field and coaches fielded press enquiries from the works canteen rather than via a Zoom media conference. If there were win bonuses, they came in the form of an extra token for post-match beers — five pints instead of four, perhaps.
A different world, then.
