Road To The Final
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Pos Name Pld W D L F A +/- BP Pts 1 Crusaders 13 11 1 1 412 210 202 5 51 2 Hurricanes 13 10 0 3 328 226 102 7 47 3 Waratahs 13 9 0 4 362 192 170 9 45 4 Bulls 13 7 1 5 355 290 65 7 38 5 Sharks 13 7 0 6 361 297 64 10 38 6 Brumbies 13 8 1 4 326 269 57 4 38 7 Chiefs 13 7 1 5 325 298 27 6 36 8 Blues 13 6 0 7 290 344 −54 5 29 9 Highlanders 13 6 0 7 228 276 −48 3 27 10 Cheetahs 13 5 0 8 272 367 −95 7 27 11 Stormers 13 4 1 8 263 334 −71 5 23 12 Reds 13 4 0 9 240 320 −80 6 22 13 Cats 13 2 1 10 220 405 −185 5 15 14 Force 13 1 2 10 223 373 −150 4 12
| Semi-finals | Final | |||||||
| 2 | Hurricanes | 16 | ||||||
| 3 | Waratahs | 14 | ||||||
| 1 | Crusaders | 19 | ||||||
| 2 | Hurricanes | 12 | ||||||
| 1 | Crusaders | 35 | ||||||
| 4 | Bulls | 15 | ||||||
The Crusaders finished top of the table, following a strong season at home and only one loss, away to the Stormers in Cape Town, which ended their 17 game winning streak, and drawing a game in Perth against soon-to-be wooden spooners, the Western Force.
The Hurricanes made the final after back-to-back wins over the Waratahs in round 14, in Sydney, and then the first semi-final, played in Wellington. The Hurricanes finished second on the table, losing only three matches, in the round robin, to the Cheetahs, the Crusaders and the Brumbies. The home semi-final was the first time the Hurricanes franchise hosted a playoffs match.
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