When he blows time-on tomorrow morning, referee Nigel Owens will add a salutary human dimension to rugby's greatest occasion.
It adds humour, and a touch of cabaret. On the field as well as off, Owens has addressed his sexuality with a sharp comic sense. In a BBC profile of the 44-year-old entitled True to Myself, you can watch the gay referee overseeing a wonky lineout and shouting: "I'm straighter than that one."
To come out, in 2007, he leapt out of a closet on Jonathan Davies' TV show and danced to I Am What I Am.
If you want tales of adversity overcome in sport, picture Owens, then 24, overdosing on paracetamol and whisky and passing out on a Welsh mountain with an unused shotgun by his side. The police helicopter ride saved him with 20 minutes to spare.
Reffing a World Cup final is hard enough already without being a symbol. But Owens is not shy about representing those who have transcended ignorance and cruelty. When he escaped his own secret, eight years ago, he asked himself: "Nobody's out in the macho world of rugby. Am I going to be able to carry on?"