Stunned Saints survey the wreckage

FOR most of those watching as last Saturday’s second-half unfolded, the transformation seemed to take little more than the blink of an eye.

For Ben Foden, it was an agonising horror show that unspooled in super slow-mo.

By the time Leinster had emptied their locker of retribution, Northampton were 11 points adrift and there were just 15 minutes left on the clock and, one break down the right from Foden and Ashton aside, the underdogs had nothing left to give.