Oh boy, Danny
May 11, 2011
Rod Macqueen is not the first coach to have been left exasperated by the flawed superstar that is Danny Cipriani, writes Mick Cleary.
What to do with a boy like Danny? He had the talent, he had the girlfriend, he had the profile - yet he didn't have a true sense of himself. The Melbourne Rebels have a view on him, having left Danny Cipriani out of their 26-man squad for the two-match Super 15 trip to South Africa with this stinging rebuke: ''The playing group and management have lost confidence in Danny after the latest in a series of off-field breaches,'' Rebels chief executive Ross Oakley said. ''Danny chose to stay out late again after the incident in Sydney and did not attend training the following day.''
For one whose vision fired his imagination on the field of play, it was the one quality he lacked away from the game, never showing the slightest sign that he could see himself as others perceived him. Self-confidence is all very well; self-awareness is a far more precious character trait.
This time, there is to be no get-out sympathy clause for Cipriani, no George Best mitigatory joke. Back in the 1970s, a hotel night porter famously asked the footballing genius where it had all gone wrong as he lay on his bed surrounded by cash, champagne and girls. But Best had conquered the sporting world before the devil raised its horns within.
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Cipriani has not even left the foothills. A mere seven caps is all he has to his name and a celebrity quite at odds with his achievements.
Martin Johnson was wrongly portrayed as a middle-England grump when he cracked down on Cipriani. Johnson, the England manager, is no miserabilist, a man incapable of cutting young players slack. No matter what his glowering persona might suggest, Johnson likes a bit of mischief in his players. He admires edge, a dissident streak, rebelliousness even. Ben Foden has a pop star girlfriend, and recently had a late-night taxi kerfuffle, yet is a valued member of the squad.
Johnson spent more time behind the scenes trying to get Cipriani in line than he did with any other player. In the end, as has happened in Australia, it was Cipriani's team-mates who had had enough. Johnson captained a World Cup-winning side, Rebels coach Rod Macqueen led the Wallabies to World Cup success in 1999. Both men are wise as well as forgiving.
Rugby teams are not made up of angels. They recognise that. Players will occasionally be pillocks. When the patience of Johnson and Macqueen runs out, you know it must be serious.
Ego is all very well if it fuels performance, all very ruinous if it leads to arrogance and separateness. All coaches abide by one fundamental principle: the team is the thing. As a sharp point of reference this week, Cipriani's teammate and five-eighth rival at the Rebels, James Hilgendorf, limped in unexpectedly to training carrying rather than using the crutches intended for an ankle injury.
Cipriani spoke recently of his need to escape the negativity that surrounded him in England. That negativity was self-generated, not a distortion of the media. Yet still he seems to be in denial. If there have been two incidents made public and suspensions imposed, you can well imagine there have been many other things kept in-house.
It's right that some sort of proportion is kept in these matters. Cipriani is far from being a bad lad, just too wrapped up in himself, too wayward. He showed such promise as a teenager but even those gifts are now under duress. His defence has never been Wilkinsonesque (whose is?) but even his attacking game is fitful. You sense that, for all his bravura and ease before the flashbulbs, there might be an insecurity underneath. Better to get into trouble than front up to inner anxieties.
Cipriani was not the first to leave Britain in search of self-correction. Many before him had little choice in the matter. He did. Cipriani's exile was supposed to flush away the blues, rekindle desires and restore a sense of fun to his sporting life. What a great pity that it hasn't worked out that way.
Telegraph, London
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