It seems we must bid another fond farewell to Nic White, a modern master of scrum-half jiggery-pokery who first called it a day after helping the Wallabies regain some self-respect during their series with the Lions but was dragged out of retirement when his country ran short of No.9s ahead of the Rugby Championship.

He means it this time, apparently, and we will miss him. Sort of.
If No.9s come in a range of shapes, sizes and skill-sets – for every Chris Laidlaw, there was a Sid Going; for every Robert Jones, there has been a Mike Phillips – the best of them have generally been blessed wit...