The All Blacks survived France by two points and the entire nation aged like milk left on the Loftus outfield. So naturally, the coaching box is now "hinting at rotation" for Italy in Wellington â which in All Blacks language means Dave Rennie would like to make changes without five million New Zealanders climbing through his kitchen window to discuss them personally.
Assistant Neil Barnes did the hinting, which is the coaching equivalent of your mate saying "maybe we leave early" at 1am â technically noncommittal, secretly a decision already made. Rotation against Italy makes perfect sense until you remember that "obvious banana skin" is written in Italian on a slippery banana, and the Azzurri are genuinely on the rise. Nobody in New Zealand wants to be the coach who rested six players and turned a routine home Test into a national inquiry.
Because here's the thing about Wellington: the wind down there doesn't blow, it negotiates. Sky Stadium can turn a garryowen into a lottery ticket. Rotate your goal-kicker, rotate your back three, and suddenly a "comfortable home fixture" becomes a horror film where the monster is a swirling southerly and a well-drilled Italian maul. The All Blacks know this. The All Blacks remember 2016. The All Blacks are not sleeping well.
And looming over all of it is the ghost of that France scoreline. 34-32. Two points. Will Jordan bagged a brace and half the country needed a lie-down. When your OPENING win feels like surviving a car crash, the temptation to freshen legs is enormous â but so is the fear that Italy read the team sheet, saw six changes, and decided today's the day they write history in the capital.
So Rennie sits there weighing it up: rest the big dogs and risk the upset of the century, or run them again and risk turning July into a squad triage unit before the tournament's even warm. Whatever he picks, one thing is certain â Wellington on Saturday will be tense, gusty, and monitored by an entire country that treats All Blacks selection like a matter of national security. Because it is.
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