As long as no-one scored, it was always going to be close.
Soccer practice on a green oval. Setting sun. Rising damp. Must take hand weights and do a few laps around the oval next week and not wear leather boots with heels. Matches start on Saturday. Under 10 Girls United and Under 8 Boys Griffins. Very nice, but I'm not an organised sport person or a team player. More of an individual medley competitor. But here I am team manager twice over. I must do up rosters and pay referees and be prepared to assist with dressing and un-dressing the pitch. I shall treat it as an opportunity to get some exercise myself. I shall. While inside I'd like to take a foldaway chair, a thermos and the Saturday papers and get lost in my own reverie.
Illustration by Lauren Nassif
I bless the day when my kids no longer had an interest in playing sport on a Saturday and read books instead, especially in a Canberra winter! Does that make me a bad mother?? I promise I didn't encourage it!
ReplyDeleteAs long as they don't end up tubby sports administrators wearing team jumpers and caps into their forties! I understand sport is meant to be good for you - hard to fathom.
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