Grassroots rugby in NZ gets a boost

For a country which has books of photographs showing off all its scenery spilling over on shop bookshelves, New Zealand has not been especially well served with photographic records of its national game.

But the times they are a changing.

Photographer Gregory Crow has taken to the road to capture the images of grassroots rugby in New Zealand, the oft-quoted foundation block of the game, and Gregor Paul has been enlisted to add the words.

For the Love of the Game by Gregory Crow and Gregor Paul. Published by Exisle. Price $49.99

The result, in Rugby World Cup year is a satisfying depiction of the game as it exists, largely in the provinces, and which is so vital to the sustenance of the more high profile professional game.

All the usual aspects of the game are covered, with written emphasis delving into both the origins and meaning they give to the game and the result is a seamless combination of picture and word.

The book follows in the path of the grandfather of them all, Peter Bush's outstanding, The Game for All New Zealand – a book based on the baseball classic, The Game for All America.

Bush produced some more, albeit based on the All Blacks, but his original took in all aspects of the New Zealand game in an outstanding record. It took rugby photography beyond the tour publications that used to follow major tours of the country by the likes of the British and Irish Lions and the Springboks, during the 1960s and 1970s.

Others have followed but more focused on the retail appealing international scene.

This is where For the Love of the Game marks its difference. It is devoted to the club, and it comes through superbly.

For the reviewer the section devoted to Bluff v Riverton, two of the oldest ports in New Zealand, and two of the oldest rugby rivals is especially poignant.

The image of club stalwart Ron Rouse, Southland representative and club identity as coach and administrator is a reminder of years spent covering rugby in the south. It is also sad that Rouse has subsequently died, around the time of publication.

Yet his presence in the book is a reminder that his involvement at his club was something replicated at every club in New Zealand. His generation did a fine job in ensuring the rugby message was passed through to subsequent generations.

It is up to those generations to pass the rugby flame – so long as they do New Zealand's rugby future is assured.

Crow and Paul have offered firm evidence that the ingredients for continued survival are there, they just need to be applied in the right fashion. And perhaps it is not without some relevance that the centrepiece of the striking cover photo, grassroots rugby epitomised, is a referee.

These are the people who are the most obvious sign of the health of the grassroots game, if refereeing numbers are down the problems arise.

Rugby is at a crossroads in New Zealand. The professional game has been bedded down, the amateur game is still finding its way. But Crow and Paul have shown the value of the amateurs in a memorable package.

Lovelock's death revisited, and clarified

It says something of the flawed sports psyche of New Zealanders that any time the name Jack Lovelock is mentioned, invariably the first comment made is "Did he jump or was it an accident?"

The question relates to Lovelock's death in 1949 at the Church Avenue subway station in Brooklyn where he died after falling into the path of an incoming train.

Lovelock, the 1936 Olympic Games 1500m champion and world record holder over the mile and 1500m during his athletics career, had moved to the United States at the end of World War Two after first traveling to Britain as a Rhodes Scholar from Dunedin in New Zealand's South Island.

But despite all his achievements on the athletics track, and in his medical career, this question of suicide had been, unfairly, an asterisk on his record in the minds of some.

Rather than accept the fact it had been ruled by the local coroner to be death by accident a sporting consipacy theory went into action, and among many other aspects of his career, the theory was fuelled by the novelised version of his life penned by New Zealand author James McNeish.

Recently, New Zealand medical man, and former old boy of Lovelock's Timaru Boys' High School, Dr Graeme Woodfield has undertaken considerable research on Lovelock's medical career and has also worked with several specialists in their fields to produce a book, Jack Lovelock - Athlete and Doctor (Trio Books).

After a brief run through (pardon the pun), Lovelock's athletic career, Woodfield gets into the medical side, investigating the vaccine with which Lovelock injected himself during his career, and then several incidents after his retirement from the track that affected the health of Lovelock.

The vaccine which has excited the conspiracists that Lovelock may have taken performance enhancing drugs turned out to be of placebo effect only for an arthritic complaint that Lovelock developed after having a cartilage removed.

But it was two riding accidents, one of which resulted in Lovelock being found unconscious up to two hours after he fell from his horse, and remaining unconscious for two days in hospital. He broke his collarbone, and after he was released from his hospital it was found that he had broken one of two bones that serve as the floor of the eye socket and is a very painful injury. This left him suffering double vision and later pictures of Lovelock show him wearing glasses with one cloudy lens covering the affected eye.

Another fall, although backed by only one account, was said to have occurred when he hit his head falling off an army truck and suffering a concussion. The cumulative effect of the injuries proved life changing for Lovelock who suffered periods of dizziness and also lost the balance which had been a hallmark of his athletic career.

Harold Coop, an Auckland opthamologist, contributed a chapter to the book on the sorts of effects that can result from the type of eye problems Lovelock experienced. Coop made the point that the problems must have been a frustration for Lovelock in his medical work. He also outlined the effects the problem can cause.

He said such patients needed to be careful in their orientation of space and judgment and body position because confused information could cause occasional attacks of severe vertigo.

Coop concluded his comments by saying: "They need to be very careful with uneven ground, moving situations like revolving and subway doors, machinery, stairs and escalators, and, above all, with moving traffic. If they move their body or their head wrongly, a car that looked distant might suddenly be a threat.

"On the day Jack Lovelock died he went to work in the usual way, even though he had the flu. However, his colleagues thought his toxic appearance was bad enough to tell him to go home to bed. He had apparently self-medicated with a new antihistamine drug.

"When he went home, via the subway, he fell under a train. His glasses, quite possibly of little help for a number of reasons, were found in his pocket. It is likely that Lovelock had coped with the steps, crowds and movement of this expedition many times before, by a variety of optical and body tricks now familiar to him, even though a sudden wrong movement in a crowd situation could always be a threat to him.

"But add to that the ever-present imbalance, an illness, and the possible effects of a drug, and it is not hard to imagine that at one vital moment he got it wrong, or felt suddenly dizzy near the edge of the platform."

This consideration alone deals a significant blow to the suicide theorists, and there are more included in the book.

Lovelock was a magnificent athlete, unafraid to use his body to attempt to gain an advantage over his rivals and his mind to increase his chances of success. That is how he best deserves to be remembered in New Zealand's sports history, not for all the wrong reasons that have surrounded him in recent rewritings of history.