BY THE sound of it, Jacques Rogge’s passing late last month at the age of 79 has robbed the international game of its most humble back row forward.
The former president of the International Olympic Committee played ten times for Belguim, not that anyone would ever have heard him bragging about it.
Rogge was happy to create an impression that far from demanding automatic selection for the Black Devils through his barn-storming excellence, he played a waiting game until the selectors, handicapped by a shortage of talent, had nobody else to turn to.
“In my country, if you sit by the phone lon...