OK, here is what is going to happen for the relevant games
[EDIT]I forgot the most important bit: In a shock move, the Waratahs' management see the light, fire Hickey, and get NTA on a lear jet to Hamilton in a manner similar to Tony Stark in the first Iron Man Movie, to coach the Tahs.[/EDIT]
Round 13:
Reds hammer Canes
Tahs hammer Chiefs
Brumbies hammer Clan
Bulls and Crusaders play out a 3-all draw in perfect conditions. It is adjudged the worst game of Super rugby ever and several players involved contemplate moving to a remote Tibetan monastery, once the season is over.
Force thrash the Cheetahs (its relevant to me if not the finals)
Sharks beat the Stormers 7-3
Round 14
Tahs hammer Canes
Force hammer Sharks
Brumbies hammer Crusaders. Richie McCaw is red-carded and handed a life ban for crimes against rugby.
Reds hammer Clan
Bulls beat Stormers 10-5. Despite the higher score, it holds the new title for worst Super rugby game ever.
Table:
Bulls 49
Reds 43
Tahs 43
Brumbies 42
Stormers 40
Crusaders 36
Semis:
Waratahs comfortably beat the Reds by out-flairing them.
Brumbies fly into Pretoria just in time to parachute onto the ground and canter to a win.
Final:
A packed Homebush, seething like a cauldron of sky-blue rage, sees the Waratahs play the most awesome game of rugby in the history of mankind and smash the Evil Ponies 117-zip, with Phil Waugh the first man to score 8 Super rugby tries in one game and the record for the largest Super Rugby crowd ever. New Zealand gives back the Bledisloe out of respect for the sheer awesomeness of NSW. In post-match celebration, I am flown from my private suite at the ground to the Hilton rooftop, where I descend to the penthouse and a parade of lingerie-clad women whom are on my short list of "Hot Friends of Wife". Later, once the alcohol and hard substances have kicked in, Mrs TA decides that my long-overdue request for group shenannigans with said friends is just reward for my staunch support of the Tahs, despite the many, many, MANY disappointments. Several Ralph models, carrying baby oil cannons, also rappel in from a Navy Seahawk to help build the numbers.
So it is written, so it shall be.