CHRIS HEWETT
GUEST COLUMNIST

Rugby used to be a simple affair: you played, you lost, you pretended to the media that you’d actually won – “We’ll take a lot of positives from the game because we’re a young side/in a rebuilding phase/still at the development stage” – and spend the rest of the weekend compiling a dossier on the bloody referee, who would then be the subject of a Monday morning whinge to the relevant authority.
Nowadays, an aggrieved coach’s prime suspect has turned into a well-stocked rogues’ gallery. Touch judges – apologies, assistant referees – have taken up residence in t...