Ireland won the
Six Nations by a matter of inches. With only 90 seconds to play in this extraordinary match, as thrilling as any in the recent history of the tournament, their players were sure that they had blown it.
France's No8, Damien Chouly, had just crossed in the corner. The referee, Steve Walsh, had asked the television match official to check whether or not the try was good. And … it wasn't. The pass that put Chouly through, delivered by Pascal Papé, had been forward. Only just. But just was enough. Moments later, the Irish won the ball back at a scrum. And then they could start to celebrate, they had secured the Championship with a win in Paris that will go down as one of the greatest in their history, alongside their last here, when Brian O'Driscoll scored a hat-trick in 2000.
It was a hard road to the title. It was obvious in the opening minutes that Ireland were feeling at least a little nervous. They offered little, firing only in fits and starts, flashing passes sparking passages of attacking that soon petered out. The French, on the other hand, eased their way into the match. Maxime Machenaud kicked a three points in the first minute after Chris Henry was penalised for hanging on to the ball. Machenaud added another from a similar position out on the right ten minutes later. That made it 6-0.
Matthieu Bastareaud kept battering his way through midfield, scattering Gordon D'Arcy and O'Driscoll as though they were just so many skittles in his way. All that was undone by the passes he provided afterwards, which were invariably wild and often forwards. And the one area where Ireland did have an obvious advantage was at the scrum. When their front row went to ground, Jonny Sexton sent the ensuing penalty down towards the French 22 for a lineout.
Ireland won it, and set off on wave after wave of short drives, working the ball across to the other wing and back again as they went. Cian Healy was particularly prominent, twice smashing his way through the line.
Finally, five yards out, Chris Henry picked up the ball and flicked it away to Sexton, who cut through towards the line, slicing past Bastareaud and through Chouly. A fine finish, but he missed the conversion.
Within five minutes Ireland had another. Back in his own half, Louis Picamoles made a slapstick attempt at catching Murray's clearance, knocking the ball on. O'Driscoll burst through off the ensuing scrum. Murray was on his heels. He sniffed a chance, sold Machenaud a dummy, and spat a pass out to Andrew Trimble, who was coming up at such a serious lick of pace that no one had a chance to catch him. All of a sudden, Ireland were in the lead.
And then things got really interesting.
The French kicked a penalty deep into the Irish 22, and took a drive off the lineout.They tried to batter their way through Paul O'Connell and his cohort, once, twice, three times, before Dimitri Swarzewski sent the ball out to fly half Rémi Talès. He had spotted Yoann Huget, almost alone out on the far wing, and booted a high, hanging kick in that direction. Huget and Rob Kearney leapt up together. Huget won, but instead of trying to take the catch he swatted the ball back infield with his fingertips. It fell into the path of the full-back Brice Dulin, who took it without breaking stride and sprinted in to the corner. Dave Kearney caught him, but could not stop him grounding the ball.
It was a wonderful try, the third scored in just ten minutes. Machenaud added the conversion, and France were back in front. Talès tried for a drop goal soon after, and missed. Ireland had one more opportunity to take the lead before the interval. They won yet another penalty at the scrum, and France were caught offside after the following lineout. It was a simple shot. But Sexton missed it, hooking the ball wide to the left. A poor kick, but perhaps not the worst of omens. Ireland had led at half-time in each of their three previous matches against France, and not won any of them.
Sexton soon made amends with his second try. Ireland won a turnover in midfield, and whipped the ball out along the line to Trimble. He bamboozled Maxime Médard, turning him this way and that with a shimmy and a step.
O'Driscoll was hot on his heels, and took an inside pass as the pair of them crossed into the French 22. The way to the line was open in front of him, but there wasn't enough speed left in those old legs. He was stopped short. But support arrived soon after, and Sexton sped through to score. He scored the conversion, and then kicked a penalty. Ireland were nine points up with thirty minutes to play. Fields of Athenry rang around the ground. That, surely, was that.
France, though, were working from a different script. They rallied, and redoubled their efforts. Huget diddled O'Driscoll, and the French flooded behind him into the Irish 22. From there, they smashed, bashed, crashed onwards. Drive after drive after drive. In the thick of it all, Healy caught Picamoles at a ruck, knocking him out cold. Play went on.
Eventually, after a penalty, Chouly drove into the padding around the post, and Swarzewski snaffled the ball up and got it down on the line. The referee Steve Walsh awarded the try, Machenuad kicked the conversion, and the game was set up for an excruciatingly tense finish.
By now players were starting to drop. Sexton was knocked out in a collision with Bastareaud. And Jean-Marc Doussain had replaced Machenaud, who had not yet missed a kick. Doussain duly did, pushing a penalty goal wide after France finally got on top of the Irish scrum. Even that, though, wasn't the end of it. The best was still to come.