Or at least that was the theory.
The night didn't disappoint, the city was pumping, crowds of friendly rugby fans ambled their way to the park on the fan trail and, while the game was nothing to write home about, the evening was a night to remember.
Amazing how a night to remember can so quickly become one to forget.
On arriving home we sensed immediately something was astray.
Our normally excited designer mongrel spoodle was nowhere to be seen. She is always there to welcome us home but was locked in the bathroom.
I wished she had bitten the scumbags then at least we may have had some DNA and they would have had a souvenir of their efforts, other than all our personal belongings they absconded with.
Initially I didn't feel scared or violated, as the only parent at home I needed to get boys to bed, our burglary would have no effect on Saturday morning sport. Then as I wandered from room to room, I began to notice what was missing and how intrusive they had been.
I appreciate I am not unique, plenty of burglaries occur every week, but at the moment in time you feel as though you are the only victim in the world.
We lost three laptop computers, all my work, family photos, videos and, of course, I hadn't backed up all my information accordingly.
Hindsight is a great thing.
Virtually every portable electronic gadget had gone, along with jewellery, cameras, schoolbags, running shoes and hard cold cash.
They must have thought they had won Lotto. In fact, all week I have noticed other things missing and some say this can go on for weeks.
The crime scene officer was a good man.
Admittedly, it seemed to take a while for police to turn up.
I travelled to Cambridge early on Saturday morning and noted six patrol cars and two speed cameras on the Kaimais.
I was tempted to stop and tell them there were more pressing issues in town but I understand it's not their fault, and the directive from above to reduce speed and minimise the likelihood of accidents during the long weekend probably takes precedence over attending a break-in.
I know it's not the end of the world but it is in fact a real inconvenience filling out insurance claims, getting computers back in action.
Some things can be replaced and some can't, special family memories caught on film lost forever.
Is there an upside? Well, we will no doubt be more vigilant, it has taught lackadaisical teenagers to be more aware, for the time being at least.
So while it was the week that celebrated the end of a magnificent global event and locally we still are confronted with the Rena issues, selfishly the only thing on my mind has been the rotten filthy mongrels who invaded our privacy.
So I couldn't write about anything else, because nothing else was on my mind this week.
