The unattractive face of All Blacks rugby was plastered across the headlines in Dublin newspapers.
They were charmless, brooding and indifferent, and carried themselves, Irish Independent columnist Vincent Hogan wrote, "with the gaiety of gravediggers".
It was easy to work out who the crowd supported at Lansdowne Rd in Dublin on October 27, 1991.
Underneath the main stand, David Campese sat in the Wallaby dressing room reading the poem Winners he carried in his wallet.
This was going to be his match, his time to show what made him such a quality player among a Wallabies side full of champions.