The best fly half in Ireland. That at least, from Ronan O'Gara's pre-quarter final comments, is what we were due to discover when the dust settled on the Heineken's last 8 stage. The rivalry between Ireland's record point scorer and his Leinster counterpart, and usurper has tip-toed along the boundaries of sourness. O'Gara's name was booed before by home supporters before Leinster and Munster's clash at the RDS in October. Indeed, O'Gara himself moved in the week to attack the Dublin media (and some of the British) for their insinuations that he was personally high up the list of those responsible for Ireland's torrid demise in Paris during the Six Nations.
It was during this defence that O'Gara took a thinly veiled metaphoric rake of the studs to the performances of his rival; suggesting that Ireland would not have lost the Triple Crown decider, and farewell to Croke Park against Scotland if he, not Sexton, had 10 emblazoned on his back. It is a theory that perhaps holds some credence. Sexton's RBS Six Nations goal kicking percentages regularly rattled around the 30% mark, simply not good enough at the highest level. Under pressure also his kicking out of hand looked less stable but it mask far greater fault-lines in the Irish set up. The line out against Scotland worryingly failed, too many one up tackles were missed throughout the championship (particularly in Paris) and the front row troubles should now have reached code red. You can compete with a front row that is merely ok at scrum time (as England illustrated) but you simply cannot compete with Ireland's. So trying to dictate a game off wonky set piece ball is difficult and naturally impinges on other areas of you game.
So would O’Gara be proven right on Friday? Would Sexton's big game bottle hold as his own had done so many times for Munster at this stage before? Well yes actually. The Dubliner banged over 19 points and ran a sublime wrap-around two free the space for Jamie Heaslip's second score of the night. He tackled everything that moved, took the ball to the line and was at the heart of all Leinster's aggressive intent as they roared back into the game after a dismal first 20 minutes. Most crucially at no point did he lose his head. His nerve. If O'Gara wanted Sexton's big game nerve testing he got it in this one point thriller under the lights; and the young upstart proved he had bucket loads. So this answered the question didn't it? Sexton's jittery form against Scotland and England forgotten. Last minute Magners league drop goals and holding his nerve in the all consuming fog to hold off the World champions in the autumn remembered. Ireland's choice at 10.
Well, no. Because a much bigger question mark came up against his game than people leaping on statistics garnered from less than 2 full Six Nations games. The question mark here is that man from Cork. The city prided on its battling spirit, deliberate difference and outspoken-ness. The rebel county. O'Gara came on at Twickenham to lead Ireland back from the brink to anther historic win on English soil. He is the master of creating pressure and subsequent opportunity for his sides. On Saturday evening, in what has become the house he built, Thomond Park, O'Gara put on a performance that must be filed in the draw marked 'vintage R'OG'. Floating and firing balls into the Limerick corners with the precision of a scratch golfer, he constantly put his Paul O'Connell-less side in areas they wanted to be in. His Garryowen game would have made the old boys on the Thomond terraces from the famous Limerick club blush that a Cork man could make them so his own. Jean de Villiers did have his best game for Munster, Keith Earls was incisive and the hugely under rated Mick O'Driscoll made O'Connell's presence barely unnoticed. Big game rugby is all about pressure. O'Gara builds pressure like no other. And Jonathon Sexton is going to keep on finding that out.