Bath’s wolf pack rediscover the hunter’s stare

A storm hit Bath on Thursday night.

The sort of storm that in Shakespeare
presages a seismic shift in the order of things; two days later Bath ravaged
Leicester, the team that has taunted them through much of the professional
age, 45-0.



Much has already been made of the quality of the five tries, of the unyielding
Bath scrum, of the excellence of men like Rob Webber, David Wilson and Dave
Attwood up front and the midfield of George Ford, Kyle Eastmond and Jonathan
Joseph, and so it should.



Yet the most significant performance of the lot was one of