Sunday, 28 October 2007

The agony of defeat


We lost. 1-0. An unlucky bounce got past our goalie on a uneven pitch coming right out of the low winter sun. The girls were in bits.
I have had an absolute riot this season, and have come to understand the game of football and the passion fans have for it much more. I have never been as involved as a spectator as I have been watching these 16 girls in orange conquer and triumph, win lose and draw. I have never felt my heart in my throat with every poor call from the ref, every injured player, every break-away that looks certain to score. It has been, above all things, so very very real. Thanks girls, for bringing me along on your gloroius rollercoaster.



R

1 comment:

Papa said...

Football. A game I played for 20 years without ever understanding things like shape.To me its a simple game made complicated by Coaches.(no offence).if you have the ball they can't score. if they have the ball they can. SO get the ball pass it to one of your men and if you lose it do your damnedest to get it back. Obviously you have specialist players who should do the scoring for you and players who try to stop the opposition scoreing if your efforts to retrieve the ball youv've lost have failed.The best bit (apart from winning.Bollocks to the taking part) is the beers after the game which is why I always fell asleep on the settee on a sunday afternoon.Very belated apologies to you and Sarah.Well done girls on reaching the Final I assume you get a runners up medal which is always worth having.Notes on our weekend away to follow next week I#m now off to play golf in the late Autumn sunshine of 16 degrees degrees