As a Crusader now living in enemy territory, "the Hammer" has always had my respect.
Coming from a Nelson home and a Canterbury University education, I was there when the nuggety frontrower held sway during the one of the Red and Black's shining provincial rugby eras.
I remember watching Mark Hammett score a try at the ground- formerly-known-as-Lancaster-Park during a Ranfurly Shield mauling of North Harbour, as the front rower in his 30s jumped to his feet and joyously sprinted back to halfway in the hopes of getting another, much like we all did as little nippers playing Under 7 games.
Years later, I was the young Greymouth reporter and he was the new Crusaders assistant coach as we talked on the phone about an upcoming preseason game at Rugby Park, when he enthused just how much importance the expansion of a Tasman union would have on developing the game.
We discussed the prospects of former Coaster Tim Bateman, a then 19-year-old breaking into the Crusaders, and a future veteran who Hammett specifically tapped to come back from Japan after he made the ballsy decision in 2011 that no championship could be won if Ma'a Nonu, or Andrew Hore for that matter, remained a part of his Hurricanes.