A rough start to the season weather-wise, with a chilly seven degrees combined with constant rain; we weren't well prepared, as Linc was dressed in nothing but shorts, long sleeve t-shirt and football top...he was freezing..but he still put in an AMAZING effort, chasing the ball down, running with it, kicking it and generally enjoying everything about the game! We'll get him some thermals and gloves methinks, that should improve his comfort levels. Unfortunately the game goes from 10-10.30am, so every second weekend, Mum may miss the finish of the game as she starts work at 11am...
Unfortunately a couple of Linc's team-mates were absent; their loss was felt even more-so as two of the kids that did show up acted like little brats (edit: I did have a different word there!), crying and carrying on - they would not even go on the field. So it ended up being three vs six, and you can imagine how that went with the other team completely enveloping the ball at times. But as stated, Linc was AMAZING - he listened to everything the coach was saying and succeeded in making life difficult for the other side - he even saved a goal at one stage! The coach is obviously a volunteer - he works for Southern Cross Ten - and did a pretty good job, considering!
So the immense feeling of pride well and truly overshadowed the cold, the rain, the forty million other people that showed up, the distinct lack of organisation (i.e. how about some signage showing which field was which) the complete and utter lack of any proper car-parking (we had to take two cars and ended up parking on a muddy median strip; but there was simply no other choice). AND there were no oranges at half-time. Out of everything I still can't get my head around that; what kind of coach doesn't bring ORANGES! I guess we'll do that next week...
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| It was 3 vs 6; the kid on the far left was being... difficult... |
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| Yes, this kid was playing with an injury - good on him! That's Linc's coach in the background |
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