WHEN YOU grow up in the Valleys, you don’t really notice so much when it rains as when it doesn’t. Which made it rather inevitable that, with the first lashings of Storm Henk battering Bridgend’s old Brewery Field on New Year’s Day, the Ospreys-Cardiff match turned into a throwback to rugby from a different era.
It was a battle with the elements of the, standing water on the wings so deep that you worried someone might drown, a quagmire so heavy underfoot that – forget about long studs – you wondered if they might be better off playing in stilts… We were clearly in for something different from the usual fare.
