IT can be only a matter of time before Brendan Venter’s vow of silence prompts speculation of his having been spotted in the cloistered surrounds of a Trappist monastery.
The monks at Caldey Abbey off the Pembrokeshire coast could have taught him a thing or two about keeping shtum. There again, Venter might have taken a leaf from the title of Patrick Radden Keefe’s best-selling book about murder and memory in Northern Ireland: Say Nothing.
As director of rugby at Saracens in succession to Northern Ireland’s most decorated coach, Mark McCall, Venter had an obligat...