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William Percy Carpmael loved his rugby, and

played with some distinction for Cambridge

University and the Blackheath Club. He believed

that his sport must be introduced to more and

more people, and it was his idea to organise a

side to travel far and wide in Britain, spreading

good fellowship and using the oval ball game to

promote basic human values.

In these more cynical – some might think

sophisticated – days Carpmael’s vision of

spreading a gospel encouraging courage, flair,

team spirit and passion might appear rather

naïve, if worthy. Happily the Barbarians maintain

principles of which Carpmael would certainly

approve, even if the idea he hatched in Leuchters

Restaurant has flourished into the globally-

recognised ‘brand’ which will – as usual – attract

a capacity crowd to Kingspan Stadium this

wondrous evening.

The first match the Baa-Baas played was at

Hartlepool’s Friary Field just after Christmas

in 1890, drawing a small, curious crowd of

spectators which wasn’t entirely au fait with

the intricacies of Rugby Union, then amateur

to its very core. Since then Barbarians history

has traced its path defined by great players,

spectacular matches, locations which resonate

with supporters everywhere

For those of us of a certain vintage the rugby

calendar began in September and drew its

curtains around Easter when the colourful

gang of very talented players, of all countries,

races and creed, established an ad hoc base at

Penarth’s Esplanade Hotel, to this day the club’s

spiritual home.

The fixtures against Cardiff, those at Leicester,

were stages for players to throw off any shackles

and demonstrate a range of skills and imagination

which entranced. And just as its net cast itself

wide to field sides of incredible lustre so too did

the fixture list, and international sides on tour in

the UK and Ireland would very regularly conclude

their rigorous trips with a mood-altering abandon

in contests which have been stamped on rugby’s

consciousness.

Not just the game with New Zealand and ‘that try’

from Gareth Edwards, but – and Carpmael would

so have approved – the Barbarians stepped

up to offer opposition to countries such as

Australia which, in 1948, found its coffers empty

and officially ‘strapped for cash’ to conclude its

tour and finance the trip home via Canada! The

hurriedly-arranged match attracted a big crowd,

the ‘takings’ ensuring the playing party could

return ‘down under’ in good health and on a

sound financial basis.

And the founding fathers’ ambitions for the

expansion of rugby have been exceedingly

achieved, and the devotion to a style of playing

has been joyfully embraced by all of the near-

3,000 players who’ve realised their own dream

of being a ‘Baa-Baa’! It’s impossible to browse

that celebrated list and not have great memories

revived, even the reason that rugby has become

a personal passion.

Kyle, Morgan, Bledwyn and JJ Williams, Edwards,

Gibson, Duckham, Guscott, Calder, McBride,

Morgan, the Quinnells, Ripley, Bennett, Slattery

randomly come to mind, while from other shores

Blanco, Farr-Jones, Lomu, Meads are and were

men of singular talent and character.

And here in Belfast this evening an Ulster team

which will have every incentive to demonstrate its

own individual and collective potential will tread

the same sward as modern legends such as

Patricio Albacete and Facundo Isa from Argentina

and Samoa's Joe Tekori.

New Zealand’s Corey Flynn and Jeremy Thrush

will hope to pack down together, perhaps

alongside the Samoan giant Census Johnson and

Ireland’s Mike Ross.

But quite naturally so much interest will centre on

the marvel which is Thierry Dusautoir, of Toulouse

and France, a magnificent breakaway forward

and an international captain to rank with the true

‘greats’ of the game. Dusautoir is taking leave of

rugby this week after the games with England

and Ulster and what a reception he deserves:

a supreme athlete, a ferocious competitor and

unyielding, inventive leader of men.

Truly, we will never see his like again.

Coach Vern Cotter is also moving on after being

properly rewarded for his dedicated efforts with

Scotland in bequeathing a self-confident, gifted

and passionate national side to his successor

Gregor Townsend.

It was a rather dreary Bradford evening in October 1890 that the seed which

has bloomed into the iconic Barbarians was sown, with what we would today

call a ‘mission statement’ which sustains the modern, spectacular model.

WELCOME THE BARBARIANS AT THE GATE!

ROD NAWN