Wales’ dejected players stand rooted to the spot, like they do when they’ve just helplessly watched a ball sail through the posts that consigns them to defeat.
Not Dan Biggar, though. He marches towards the tunnel without so much as glancing at anyone. A member of the Welsh bench moves towards him, as if to stop him heading straight to the sheds, an act that would not go down well with the game’s purists.
To his credit, it is not his style. He stops on his own esteem and waits for the rest of his team-mates to form a tunnel to clap the victorious Springboks from the field.
