This season, rugby is a sport that is played 15 against 15 and, in the end, it is always Stade Toulousain who wins. The latest victim: the Union Bordeaux-Bègles.
The Stade Vélodrome hosted the Top 14 final. A land of football certainly, but which offered us one of the most beautiful moments of rugby. Or basketball given the score, we don’t really know anymore. Then when we say one of the most beautiful moments, it is perhaps not in the opinion of the people of Bordeaux. Facing them stood Stade Toulousain, recent odious winner of the Champions Cup. And once again, logic was respected between David and Goliath. And in what way please.
Toulouse definitely moves away from losing
The match begins, and it only takes 6 short minutes for Toulouse to sink Bordeaux-Bègles. And who else but Antoine Dupont to make them understand that this evening will be a monumental spanking? Maxime Lucu reduces the score in the process with a penalty. We play the 11th minute and UBB does not know it yet, but these will be the last three and only points of their final.
Because opposite, this devil Dupont is not satisfied with one try, or even two. The second must be a pure masterpiece. And Antoine does not indulge in compassion in front of the Bordeaux team. After a sequence that is much too fast for our eyes, Dupont outdoes Lucu with a flick of the sombrero and goes to flatten the try as if he were in training. The first Bordeaux supporters are already turning off their TVs.
The score was 22-3 at half-time, then the score stagnated until the hour mark. We then said to ourselves that the Toulousains had finally realised that they were in the process of breaking careers on the other side. Bordeaux had to settle for a 20-point defeat, a small victory for them given the difference in level. But in the space of a quarter of an hour, Yannick Bru’s players were going to take lightning.
With UBB and the Girondins, Bordeaux is lucky
While everything seems under control on the UBB side, Romain Ntamack decides, as often, to dynamite everything. With a Kroossian pass, he delivers a caviar to Ramos in a daring gruyere defense from Bordeaux. 30-3, it’s starting to sting. Well you know what? We haven’t even reached the halfway point of the Bordeaux-Bègles ordeal.
The tests are raining like a September day in Paris. A fifth, a sixth, a seventh and even an eighth. Bordeaux-Bègles is led 52-3. Yes, the 50-pawn mark has been exceeded, and we’re not talking about basketball quarters. With only a few seconds left to play, and the Toulouse team in their in-goal zone, the Bordeaux players beg them to send the ball into touch, and put an end to this ordeal. But it is not in the DNA of the Rouge et Noir. Imagine a 100 meter restart, concluded with a Martian try from Ange Capuozzo. Nine tries to nothing. In Marseille, it’s Fanny to the power of ten. The referee finally blows the final whistle. But make no mistake, it is the people of Bordeaux who are the happiest that this butchery is over.
The score ended with a score of 59-3, a 56-point difference in case you didn’t realize. We’re probably not telling you anything new when we say that this is the biggest score in the history of the French championship finals. Bordeaux-Bègles at least won this title, and therefore didn’t leave Marseille empty-handed. Stade Toulousain, meanwhile, won their 23rd Brennus Shield, and confirmed a little more our allergy to them. We won’t elaborate on them any further, the Blacklists may take care of them in due time.
But from this evening, we prefer to remember, by far, the Bordeaux mixture broadcast unencrypted.
