The All Blacks vintage of 2011 were indomitable, intuitive and ingenious in victory last night at the blacked out Eden Park.
Yes, it was a trial run for logistics (but a note to organisers: don't book a splotch of Australians into the northern stand seats occupying the "ll" in "All Blacks" so it says "A Blacks"). It was also a trial run for what must go close to being New Zealand's 1st XV.
A 40-7 win over a South African Invitational XV is one thing but to dispose of a dangerous Australian unit so clinically is another. While no New Zealand team could triumph in the Super Rugby final, they became a sum greater than their parts in black jerseys with a slim white collar. Someone just has to bevel the edges off those numbers so they look less like a 1980s computer font.
If we're talking indomitable, let's start with Owen Franks. Looking like a fridge on billiard table legs where his socks don't get a look in over mid-calf, he anchors the scrum at tighthead, produces crunching defence, blows over rucks like a gale-force southerly and is a ball player too, slipping some deft passes.
As a team, the All Blacks showed patience on defence. They shut down the wizardry of Quade Cooper and Will Genia for large parts, restricting the Wallabies for width and depth.