It wasn't a try. Sadly. If it was given it would have changed the game entirely, but its not worth pondering over for years to come.
Still, we did what I wanted at the very least - namely not give up the mantel without a fight, and fight we did. And we did the hardest thing of all - denied them the game that they wanted to play, we neutralised their backs (namely the lethal Brain Habana) and generally stopped them running at us.
We gave them the game by making frustratingly simple mistake for which we were punished via penalties.
But we weren't hammered, we held our heads up in a valiant effort, and as we're the only defending champs to reach a final after winning the last world cup, we finished above NZ, Australia, France, Ireland etc... it's not all bad.
Now what I could do without is the part time rugby fans who think that the manners that are allowed on the terraces are also used in rugby.
Snobbish maybe, but dammit I could do without chants like "I'd rather be a Catt than a ****". Which did start off as "I'd rather be a Catt than a Safa" until they had the fact that he is indeed of RSA extraction. Iijits.