Yes, it’s true.
Alf needed more than his normal ration of Scotch to maintain his equilibrium and keep his nerves under control last night.
The All Blacks were running it much too fine, for his liking.
But today is another day and the cup is ours.
And he thoroughly endorses the judgement this morning of the great Sir Colin Meads.
A one-point margin doesn’t matter much today, he said (or words to that effect).
But it mattered a helluva lot with 15 minutes to go last night, when the French were in full cry.