The joy of Sexton's return needs to buck gods of sport
When Jonathan Sexton left for France last year, there was an almost Biblical wailing and gnashing of teeth in the Leinster rugby heartlands (that's Dublin 2, 4 and 6, essentially). Now that he's coming back, from 2015, the calf is being fattened and many hosannas are being sung to thank sporting Yahweh for this manna from heaven.
But hold on there, goys. You're all assuming that J10 - yes, that's how it's trending on Twitter - will be an automatic success on his return to Leinster.
Sure, Sexton is undoubtedly a fine talent, a man in his athletic prime. But history has shown us that, like the average Ireland World Cup campaign, these comebacks fall flat more often than not.