BACK in the early 1980s, a time when there were no arguments about ring-fencing in England because there weren’t any leagues to ringfence, Nigel Melville emerged from nowhere – well, Yorkshire, which amounted to the same thing as far as the snootier end of the RFU set was concerned – armed with the fastest pass any of us had seen.
Melville was far from a one-trick pony, but speed of service alone marked him out as a 24- carat Test scrum-half in waiting. But for injuries, he might have played almost as much international rugby as Ben Youngs, despite the hot competition from Richard Hill, Ri...