The 1995 Rugby World Cup Final is one of my favourite sporting moments. Mainly because Francois Pienaar, in the midst of the glory of winning, gets down on his knees to thank God. He also then leads the team in prayer. The film did actually portray this, but here's a clip of the actual event.
In complete contrast to this sentiment, the film focuses on William Ernest Henley's poem Invictus. It concludes, "I am the master of my fate. I am the captain of my soul." Who can honestly believe that?