It was rugby's equivalent of a Saturday night talent contest — the final audition, the judges' buzzer poised for green or red light.
Can Burgess translate a certain degree of promise into something of substance? Can he persuade those who do not believe he has the speed or wit to make the grade as a test centre, that he can thrive against the likes of Wallaby Matt Giteau, Jamie Roberts of Wales or All Blacks Ma'a Nonu or Conrad Smith, that he has what it takes?
The doubters are many, and with good reason.
His previous international exposure was for England's second string, the Saxons, against Ireland Wolfhounds in Cork in January. It was not a happy night for Burgess, a novice at club level never mind at that more elevated level and it showed. He was plainly out of his depth, hesitant and ineffective.
The one thing Burgess has in spades, though, is character. He does not shirk or falter. He has dealt with adversity all his life, nursing and then burying an ailing father at a young age. That sense of fortitude has carried him far, a grafting, down-to-Earth, humble and committed person, never mind rugby player. He will pick up that gauntlet.
He has improved and Lancaster was at pains to emphasise last week that he had earned the opportunity.
Fair enough. The unspoken element in the whole midfield conundrum is that all the candidates have flaws. All have points to prove, imperfections to correct.
Burgess may not be a player who can thrill with twinkling feet and sleight of hand but he has seen off the challenge of Bath team-mate Kyle Eastmond and dealt with the attacking threat of another teammate, Jonathan Joseph, among others, in lengthy head-to-head training sessions.
Burgess, though, has not had time to finesse what talent he has, to add a kicking element to his game. He does not have the feet and feel of a Giteau, even of an Eastmond. Lancaster even admitted one of his virtues was as a decoy running, attracting defenders, rather than as a potent runner in his own right. It was why a lot of eyes would have been cast his way overnight.