Now here’s a great name for a Rugby wine. After all, if one is to be watching this blood-sport at a bar amongst beer swigging friends, there is a lot of merit in being able to lean across the bar and order three large glasses of Butcher’s Tree. Especially in this day of overly feminized wine labels that perhaps border on the ridiculous – its good to have something that leans on the other extreme of unbridled and extreme masculinity.

Indeed, this wine is an apt metaphor for the front row of a Rugby Scrum, with a triage of big shot varietals – a slender Merlot squeezed twixt a big Aussie Shiraz and a forceful Cab. This wine punches out with flavour and pushes forward with forceful fruits, bar-smoke and hot sweaty gamy notes. A perfect wine to compliment eating dried meat whilst watching a competitive and invigorating sport.