Inches make champions: My time with Jonah Lomu
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Anywhere there is a ball, a screwed up piece of paper, a field, a suitable space, or a discernible goal-line in New Zealand, you inevitably start playing rugby. You commentate out loud, or in your head, pretending to emulate your heroes. In the 1990s there was only one guy I wanted to be, Jonah Lomu. […]
