Question bugs me

THERE could not have been a worse advertisement for international sporting espionage than the bugging story that emerged before the Rugby Championship opener in Sydney when New Zealand annihilated Australia 42-8.

The listening device found in a chair seat in the All Blacks hotel meeting room on the morning of the match is now the subject of an Australian police investigation. Maybe the boys in blue can shed some light on how knowing the opposition’s tactical plan is one thing, and doing something about it is another.