I affirmed a long, long time ago – when I still cared, when I still had hope – that the Bronze Final is “a helluva cruel thing”.
Sure, the New Zealand vs Wales game on Friday night has some elements of interest to it.
Two coaches of long tenure looking to go out with a win.
Wales trying to get their first win against the All Blacks since 1953.
The All Blacks trying to wash away the hurt of losing to England last Saturday night, a nearly balm to apply over a long summer of regrets.
But none of those things have anything to do with the Rugby World Cup. It’s over for both teams.
Will I watch it? Of course I bloody will.
And the next day I’ll watch the Grand Final, which is not so grand for me.
But it’s all about being one week closer to a chance of redemption in 2023.