It’s come and gone in a flash. People are still waking up with sore heads today maybe in a daze over their county’s mere one point victory over the valiant and incredible French who did not have the luck, superstition and magic to put another All Black misery to bed.
Wellington was a hot bed of glory and fury over joy, redemption and deserved satisfaction that so many kiwis have been waiting for. Some, in fact, young enough to have never known an All Black World Cup triumph – and history was kind to them. The magic was with the All Blacks at the final whistle and the energy that poured into the streets of Courtenay Place was over whelming. No doubt the bars were drunk dry by 6AM and our experience here has left us with life-changing memories. Congratulations to both France and New Zealand. Now it’s time to start saving for England 2015. The pound isn’t kind to the dollar!