All the angles: That crazy Tom Starling try!…
It wasn’t just a try. It was a moment. One of those split-second flashes when rugby league morphs into pure chaos—and somehow, clarity.
The play started broken, a nothing grubber bobbling into the in-goal. Most would’ve watched it roll dead. Not Tom Starling.
Angle one: Wide shot—Starling appears from nowhere. A flash of red and green streaking across the frame like someone hit fast-forward.
Angle two: Overhead—he weaves between defenders like a heat-seeking missile. There’s a trailing hand brushing his hip. One stumble and it’s over. He doesn’t.
Angle three: Slow-mo close-up—boots just inside the dead-ball line. A full-body lunge. Arms outstretched. Fingertips grazing the ball before it slips over the line. Try.
Angle four: From behind the posts—you see what he saw: a sliver of space, closing fast. And he beats it.
There’s speed. There’s timing. But mostly, there’s instinct. This isn’t something you coach. It’s a reflex, a hunger. The kind of thing you only see when everything breaks down and one player decides, “I’ve got this.”
Starling didn’t just score a try. He created a highlight that will loop on screens and in memories for years.
