When Graham Henry started his coaching stint with Wales he made a point of packing in as much rugby viewing as possible, whether from the comfort of a plush hospitality box or from the chill of a windswept terrace.
TV cameras once captured the New Zealander in splendid isolation at one ground, looking as if he was the only onlooker in the entire stadium.
Nor was there too much for him to get excited about in those early days of his reign in 1998. “I was a bit astounded at the standard. It looked like third division stuff,” he later said.
