Cracking whinge here from Gerry.
The reverberations from Saturdayâs fairly seismic final could be felt for some time to come. In the broader scheme of things it was the competitionâs best showpiece since, perhaps, Leinsterâs comeback win over Northampton and after the Covid disruptions of the past two seasons the tournament deserved that much.
To see the estimated crowd of 35,000 celebrate in the streets and port area of La Rochelle is an advertisement for the Champions Cup which the organisers could not have paid for, or dare to imagine in the darker days of the pandemic.
It can only serve to make other French clubs look on enviously. It also highlights how important the European Champions Cup has become to La Rochelle in a relatively short period of time and itâs hard to imagine that this dramatic shift in attitude would have happened if it hadnât been for Ronan OâGara, one of the competitionâs most legendary figures as a player.
Had Leinster won a fifth Champions Cup there would probably have been no mayoral reception, no open-top bus street parade. Thatâs what happens when a team sates its public with a success. Instead, the squad probably consider the season less than successful no matter if they win the URC, and after consoling themselves with their family and friends on Saturday, probably had a few beers among themselves on Sunday.
No less than three years ago against Saracens in Newcastle and perhaps even more so, this one will still sting, and for some time to come. Leinster had spent 13 months almost re-inventing themselves so as to avoid a repetition of last seasonâs semi-final, only for it to happen again in a final.
Itâs so hard to be coldly analytical in the immediate aftermath of a game, even for coaches. There has been some deeply critical analysis of Leinster for underperforming on the day last Saturday. Yet suppose Wayne Barnes awarded Michael Alaâalatoa a late penalty in the jackal, as he did for Danny Priso at the start of the second-half when the tackler still hadnât rolled away, and as he did when Sean OâBrien latched on for dear life in Leinsterâs win over Clermont in Bordeaux a decade ago?
Then Leinster would have grittily won a final which was effectively an away match. As in Bilbao four seasons ago, theyâd have won a final without a scoring a try. As in Bilbao, they would have shown the character of champions.
Instead, as OâGara noted, La Rochelle would have been labelled bottlers and Leinster, a la Liverpool, are not great after all.
Scoreboard analysis, eh?
In truth Leinster were far closer to beating La Rochelle in an away final last Saturday than they were behind closed doors 13 months ago. They werenât at their fluid best. They left chances behind. They actually started the game really well, with a potent maul and a good launch off their line-out.
Far be it from this column to question Johnny Sextonâs judgement amid the midfield maelstrom â what he sees in a split second is akin to the camera angle from the helmet in Jamie Foxxâs quarterback in Any Given Sunday â but one wonders if he had pulled the ball back for Garry Ringrose after Ronan Kelleher had peeled infield. La Rochelle had narrowed up. Ringrose might have put Jimmy OâBrien over.
It was that kind of day for Sexton and Leinster. Events conspired to give them an away final in France against the best supported team in France, and their most voraciously hungry club, in hot temperatures with Wayne Barnes as ref.
Selfless chase
The bounces of the ball didnât go their way, particularly when it brushed off Jimmy OâBrien for a goal-line drop out rather than a scrum on halfway, and when not going dead from Brice Dulinâs ensuing drop goal and Thomas Berjonâs selfless chase collared Sexton. Sexton will know he still should have cleared the ball although by then, to compound their day, the captain is limping after James Ryan caught his left leg when tackling Dillon Lleyds in the first-half.
When itâs not your day.
The try that might have killed the game remained tantalisingly out of reach. Leinster played some good rugby. They had to in order to earn seven kickable penalties. But perhaps that was even part of OâGaraâs plan. Keep risking playing Jamison Gibson-Parkâs arm, even when part of the ruck. (How did La Rochelle get away with that?) Keep pushing up, even if it risks offside. Whatever else, donât let them score a try.
Maybe, as Sexton wondered aloud without prompting, Leinster should have risked going for a seven-pointer as La Rochelle did in the last 10 minutes. But nearly all Leinsterâs penalties were dead straight in front of the posts, guaranteed three-pointers, and itâs hard to quibble with the decision-making each time.
It was fitting that Shaun Edwards was in the crowd. Most worrying of all, along with going after Leinsterâs breakdown, cutting off the edges and defending in their faces, OâGara and co took a leaf out of the Edwards manual and provided a template for how to stymie and beat inventive and skilful sides like Leinster and Ireland. Saturday had shades of Paris last February.
And as Irish sides now have a question mark over their scums, then go after them there. Even if means scrummaging utterly illegally, as Leicester did in Welford Road and La Rochelle last Saturday, with their pack angling toward Tadhg Furlongâs side even before the put-in.
Physical behemoths
La Rochelle deserved their win for sure. They had their array of physical behemoths to force their way over the line and good luck to OâGara and them. What heâs done in his first season as a head coach after assiduously learning his coaching trade with Racing, Crusaders and La Rochelle has been remarkable and way ahead of schedule. He looks well placed to be Irish head coach one day.
Leinsterâs wounds will take healing. Leinster and Ireland could do with a win against a French side on French soil. Itâs long overdue and has become a monkey on the back. But come the start of next season, while it may be a tougher nut to crack with the South Africans aboard and Saracens back, at least theyâll know the Champions Cup final is in the Aviva Stadium.
It may not seem an inspiring choice. Predictably, some of the criticism across the pond has been way over the top. But itâs chosen because Dublin is a guaranteed winner. Thatâs because the Irish supporters have punched way above their weight, unlike others, and after an 11-year absence the city deserves it.
It wouldnât be the worst place in the world to earn that fifth star either.
gerry.thornley@iishtimes.com