ABSTRACT
It is the Rugby World Cup final—New Zealand versus France—and expectations are high. The stadium is packed. There is an international television audience of tens of millions all expecting to see a game of rugby at top level. The spectacle promises to be thrilling, where athletes with muscles of steel are about to pulverize each other for 80 minutes. There is the likelihood of injuries and extreme athleticism. But first, the fifteen New Zealand men, dressed in their national uniform of black, perform a dance.
