Even in the off season, the nation's fawning rugby writers manage to shower us with their sycophancy. Stories like ‘Steve Hansen is still best coach in the world, probably the galaxy'. ‘Steve Hansen is so funny and my best friend, now just waiting for a suggestion he be knighted'.

Then there's the endless stories tracking Beauden Barrett to the altar and beyond the marital bed. 'Barrett marriage made in heaven”, 'Beauden plays golf before wedding”, and then the vomitous best friend challenge, where his new bride had to guess what colour undies he was wearing.

One adoring rugby writer even went as far as calling Barrett a superstar, which leaves few words left to describe real superstars like Cristiano Ronaldo, Usain Bolt and Anthony Joshua.

Hannah chooses NZ label for wedding dress, Beauden and Hannah's engagement ring story, Beauden thinks about the World Cup every day and then we could watch Beauden 'hilariously lose his shit” in an aeroplane ride. Really??

And there was no shit. It wasn't hilarious. Enough from the purveyors of All Black/rugby propaganda. Thank God for Chris Rattue and Mark Reason.

I Goldsmith, Bureta.