The Power of 3: Pt 1- The Story of Ohhhh...
May 2nd 2007 12:54
3 Legends....and their Immortality. (Sat 28/04 before the Brumbies v Crusadsacks match at Canberra Stadium)
I found this wonderful article whilst searching for
The above photo was taken just as the Gregan-Larkham Stand at Canberra Stadium was unveiled to the public.
(fr l - r) Stephen Larkham, George Gregan and Jeremy Paul with their children. It was a very emotional night for
And me.
I've split this article in to two parts.
Part 1: The Story of Ohhhhh....
from The Canberra Times
(Canberra Guide)
The men behind the machines
by Tim Gavel
by Tim Gavel
In 1995, the announcement was made that Rugby Union was to enter the professional era the following year. Super12 was to be established.
There was little to indicate the impact that it would have on the Canberra sporting landscape over a decade later.
There was little to indicate the impact that it would have on the Canberra sporting landscape over a decade later.
The journey has carried with it a number of footballers who have become household names by virtue of their performances on the field for the Brumbies and the Wallabies.
Steve Larkham and George Gregan are the last of the foundation players and it's only fitting that the Eastern Grandstand is named in their honour tonight.
If it was up to me...I'd rename Canberra (post link provided)
Larkham, a scrumhalf who had found it hard to establish himself in one position, burst on to the scene in a big way in the 1995 finals series for the Canberra Kookaburras.
He came on as a replacement centre in the first grade preliminary final against Randwick.
He came on as a replacement centre in the first grade preliminary final against Randwick.
I (Tim Gavel) remember vividly the excitement generated by his performance that day at North Sydney Oval.
AND I...remember more than vividly the first time I saw Larkham. Play. 12 years ago.
It prompted veteran coach Kim Thurbon to push Larkham's case to the coach of the newly-formed Brumbies, Rod Macqueen.
Larkham went on the Brumbies' pre-season tour of Japan and the rest is history. He has gone on to become one of the greatest flyhalves of all time.
His teammates didn't know what to make of his extremely *quiet nature; so much so that ACT teammates Caputo and Adam Friend nicknamed him 'Bernie' after the corpse in the film Weekend at Bernie's.
*Not true. Yes...he is quiet but he's far from lifeless. I know. I have interviewed him. Yes, I survived. (post link provided)
Despite his status in the world of rugby union and the wider community, Steve Larkham is most content around his family, and a more unaffected person you are unlikely to meet.
VERY TRUE. He has every right to be arrogant...the Man is brilliant (and dayum sugah...he is beautiful...) but his appeal lies in his humility. As he says: "I'm just a Rugby player."
As I say: "He's a Rugby God."
(post link provided...worth just seeing for the 'short titles' only...go on...run your mouse over the highlighted links...)
It's almost a case of why the fuss? It's not uncommon to see Larkham running the water for his beloved Wests in the local competition.
On one of the occasions I met Larkham...and this is truly mortifying, only a handful of people* know this...and gee, what a way to keep it that way...by writing about it in a post.... this was after a match at Canberra Stadium about 4 years ago.
Brilliant match. The Brumbies won. Larkham?....oh man...Legend.
After the match DDH and I were in the Members area and then moved outside to get some fresh air. No, I was not expecting to see Larkham in the Members area. The Members area is where the bar is.
Aneewayyy. Most of the Brumbies Players were outside signing autographs, chatting to fans. DDH chatted with some Rugby people he had played with and/or knew and I was just hanging...trying not to freeze my butt off because it was damn cold. It had to be minus 4 degrees. Well, okay it wasn't...but it was close.
So. I was just hanging. Chatted to some of the Brumbies players (being a Journalist has some advantages) and just...hanging. And when I was just...hanging...I was trying to keep warm. So I decided to stand on a rock and...balance.
DDH came up to me and said;
"Turn around and darling...try not to faint. You're standing on a rock."
So I turned around.
And fell off the rock.
Yes. He was standing right behind me. Like...within an arm reach. And he was just...hanging too.
By now I could not move. I had frozen to the spot. And not because it was minus 4 degrees. Well okay it wasn't but....
So DDH takes my hand and says "Hi Stephen, great game, my wife is a big fan of yours."
Stephen walks over and says; "Really?"
Dusk says; "gawp"
DDH says; "Do you mind if I take a photograph of you with her?"
Stephen says: "Sure. That would be great."
Dusk says; "huhhhhh???"
I have no recollection of the photos being taken. I think I lost all mental function when Stephen put his arm around me...I have the photos.
Anyway post photo...we're all standing around chatting about the match and the upcoming match...well...not we...DDH and Stephen....I'm just standing there between My Ultimate Man (#1) and the Penultimate Man (#10) going; "keep it together, keep it together..." when suddenly I remember I have a program in my bag and an autograph would be great.
I couldn't find a pen.
So while 2 Rugby greats (for me)...one a giant Forward and the other a not so giant Back (but still giant by human standards), different eras, different builds, same mental acuity and strength...talk about the game they play in heaven...I am rummaging through my bag...and while I'm rummaging, I'm giving the contents of my bag to Stephen to hold and oh. My. God....this is why the fuss... he didn't even blink.
We're talking about an international sporting superstar here and yet he was standing there whilst I'm rummaging and DDH is chuckling and Stephen is thinking "she's nuts", holding my stuff patiently. Cripes I can't even remember what he was holding.
I found a pen finally.
And it didn't work.
By now DDH is close to losing it.
...and almost did when Stephen said: "I think I might have a pen. Do you want to take your stuff back?"
It was a close encounter of the worst kind. For me.
It better have been good for him...
It was very good for DDH. He's never let me live it down. For 2 reasons:
1. I'm actually a very composed and reserved person to look at. Nothing fazes me. (DDH doesn't faze me...he makes me swoon. Daily)
2. Stephen is a Back.
...but he has the heart and guts of a Forward....
Injuries have taken their toll on his body; they have almost taken on a personality of their own.
The reason for the number of injuries is obvious as you watch him launch himself at far bigger players.
The reason for the number of injuries is obvious as you watch him launch himself at far bigger players.
Larkham started with the Brumbies as a full-back.
There was, however, always a suspicion that his prodigious talents would be well applied at No10.
There was, however, always a suspicion that his prodigious talents would be well applied at No10.
And for once, suspicious minds proved true.
During the end-of-season Wallaby tour of 1997 when just about everything was going wrong for coach Greg Smith, he fortuitously selected Larkham at flyhalf for the mid-week game against the Irish province Munster.
Larkham was at his brilliant best and a legend was born.
When his playing days are over Steve Larkham may be called upon to present his body to medical research, such is the pounding it has received over the years.
...hmmm...medical research eh?...a career change may be on the cards for me....
One thing that won't need to be studied is his unquestionable loyalty to the Brumbies.
It became so apparent to NSW and Queensland that he wouldn't even consider rival offers that in recent years they made little or no effort to recruit him.
It became so apparent to NSW and Queensland that he wouldn't even consider rival offers that in recent years they made little or no effort to recruit him.
That's because Stephen Larkham is a Brumby and Brumbies cannot be broken.
Part 2: coming up
*apart from my family, only 3 friends and 2 colleagues know this. And one Orbler.
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Comment by David
I love your 'The Day I Met Larkham' story.
This is not my favourite part of it (Stephen holding your handbag is), but I do take a lot of pleasure out of knowing this bit:
I do want to write something about the photo, though.
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Nooooooo....tis not my fantasy to be a hobbit....
Comment by Andrea
V8 Supercar Pitstop
You had me cracking up as I read this ... I can just picture you now ... falling off your rock and drooling for the photos.
Might be time for me to have a career change too ... I always wanted to meet Mark Skaife.
Great post as always.
Cara. xxxx
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Why do you think I started writing about Rugby?....!! (10 years ago)
Well...actually... and truly... because I love this game. Have loved it since I was a wee lass from Scotland.
Oh dammit. That's right. I'm not a Scot. Oh well. I was still a wee lass. But in Ol' Blighty.
Writing about diet and health and writing about
Mark SkaifeV8 racing?No difference.
Both make you feel grrrrreat!!
...I didn't quite fall off the rock...I stumbled....but I did fall off my rocker!!!
Hope you're well my Cara
hugs and warmth
Dusk
Comment by KylieW
Celebrity Obsession
Oh god, I'm still rolling around with laughter at the thought of you going through your bag to find a pen and Larkham just holding all your stuff!!!
What a LOVELY man!!!
Oh crikey.....still giggling!
Kylie
Comment by David
As to the photo (not my doctored one, the one you put up ...
[This is my serious May moment] No more till June 07, okay?
What struck me most about it is how the focus of all three men is on their children rather than their own status ... (and how you often refer to why you love Stephen Larkham so much [because he's humble ...
It's in the looks of the non-Larkham's, and where their eyes are focused ... (on their children), but it's also in the way Larkham has hold of his daughter ...
I get the impression he was looking for you in the crowd, and hoping DDH was distracted at the time, and got a bit distracted himself ... so I forgive him for that one ...
But the way his little one is clinging to 'daddy' and looking where 'daddy' is looking, is priceless ...
Whoever said real men weren't sentimental had to be joking. Surely ... (and it's not getting in touch with their feminine side ... It's getting in touch with the softness of their pure masculine sides ...
It's such a 'beautiful' pic ... It captures 'The true beauty of manliness' ...
It portrays what manliness is really all about ...
And, believe it or not ... I'm not even going to make a fillpant remark ...
David ...
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
...giggle...
I can barely recall this. I know I did it. And DDH saw me do it...and his memory is not fuzzy!!
Truly though...if it was someone else...someone who was in love with their own hype...a) he would never have been that accessible and b)my stuff would have been on the ground!!
I may think he's a Rugby God but he just thinks of himself as Stephen. No big deal.
....sigh....
Be well KW
Dusk
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
It's funny you say this about the photo because...this is just one of the many photos of this 'scene'.
I chose this one because you can see Larkham's face but in all the others....he's gazing adoringly at his daughter and she's got her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
He's perhaps more shy than his daughter!...er...this is not the Aquarian daughter by the way....this is the first born. And she's beautiful.
I think they're looking towards the stand that bears his (and her) name.
...that's also why I wrote the caption I did. These Men are legends but their true immortality...they're holding them
I love this:
Real men love with abandon and abundance....and with emotional intensity...with practical sentimentality....
I know many Real Men. 4 in my house and in my heart...and my wonderful close friends too....
...and darlin'...I'm so glad you didn't make a "fillpant" remark. I know that must have been hard.....
Dusk
Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
ash
ps
HAHAHAHAHAHA
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
Okay, I know what I had in that bag because after DDH told me and my memory came back to me selectively, I freaked and had a look!
So...this is what was (and usually is) in my bag;
- the done deal.
Okay, okay...serious now...
- my wallet
- a little Swiss Army card toolkit (one must be prepared for anything...)
- my anti bacterial hand gel (yes I'm The Germinator!)
- a little bag of girlie stuff, lipstick, lip balm, personal things...eeek...
- my perfume oil
- my mobile
- my little digital recorder (a journo's best friend)
- a bag of chocolate covered coffee beans
- the game program
Now...out of all this...I know he had to hold the game program...what else, I do not know.
I think this is what sets the true 'stars' apart.
It's always the try hards who let it get to their heads.
The do hards just do. There is no try. A big head just means they can't get where they want and need to get...
And yes...it's there in black white...his artistic depth... ouch...
Good to see you hon...much warmth...
Dusk
Comment by Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
you just keep churning out the engrossing pieces...
and David's pic: funny, funny...
but back to your work...it's engaging and not just because it appeals to the eye: the layout and fonts and all that... the use of wordy things: under the posts...
...Go the Mighty Blues!...Carlton, that is...
Norm
Comment by DuskDevi
Rugby World Cup 2007
I'm glad you said "engrossing"...
Draw deep my friend...
Dusk
Comment by Ash
Australian Traveller
Flashes of memories
ash