As a centre-three-quarter par excellence, there is nothing Jordie Barrett cannot do.
Nobody in his position can truck it up the way he does, make outside breaks, pluck garryowens out of thin air, defend with the scything zeal of a latter-day JPR Williams and kick goals from 50 metres.
The youngest of the All Blacks’ fraternal holy trinity can also go underground by way of rising to the most fraught of occasions, like the one at the Stade de France last October when the bell was about to toll on New Zealand’s World Cup.
The greatest of all quarter-finals demanded that someone came up with so...