If only the gods had stayed onside for another 30 seconds or so in Paris, Alun Wyn Jones would have been praised still higher to the heavens. He would have been acclaimed as the first Welshman to win a fourth Grand Slam.
The notion had been given such widespread credence that the obligatory after-match interview brought the captain commiserations, the cruellest of near-misses having robbed him of a place among the chosen very few. All that historic guff can be exposed today as so much bunkum.
Jones missed out on being the first Welshman to achieve a quartet of Slams not by half a minute b...