Miracles do strike twice. The original Hollywood blockbuster detailing the exploits of Brighton four years ago has only just premiered here in Japan to widespread interest. They will have to rush the follow-up into production straight away: The Shizuoka Stunner: The Day RWC 2019 Came Alive.
Move over Eddie Jones. Step forward Jamie Joseph, the new architect of triumph against the odds. Take a bow Michael Leitch, captain extraordinaire, the heart and soul of Japan, the man who kept the faith, a grafting, hard-nut leader, an adopted son but immersed in the ways and mores of this country. They will be making statues of him now.
One win might be considered a fluke, an aberration, a once-in-a-lifetime event. And two? Well, perhaps it's time we stopped patronising Japan with gushing pieces about the valiant underdog and evaluate them as we would, say, Scotland, who now trail them in the world rankings with Japan up to an all-time high of eighth.
This was not a lucky strike against an out-of-sorts opponent, a win of the moment with no ramifications, a one-off. The manner of the victory, all zest and cleverness, all heart and belief and harmony of intent, as much as the win itself, has sent a seismic shock of joy right through the tournament. All the ingrained reserve and reticence of the Japanese people went right out of windows up and down the country as screams of delight rent the air, strangers were hugged and millions of causal viewers rushed to find out what this funny, old, oval, ball game was really about.
Rugby World Cups always appeal to the aficionado. It takes a result like this for the rest of the sporting world to take notice. This tournament was shaping up to be a real gem, with its exoticism, openness, infrastructure, lushness, vastness, uniqueness and, now, gloriously, its rugby.