A Convoy To The Lesser Sport

Today has been a jam-packed day of sport, exactly what a beautiful weekend day should be like. The last dregs of Summer shone through the skies today and I took full advantage. Pretty much.

With the trials and tribulations of the past week still searing like the Sun that shone so brightly, today was a welcome break and I enjoyed it. Well, I enjoyed the cricket anyway.. Football? I'm not so sure anymore.. Football is too competitive for me nowadays. This morning saw our 3rd pre-season friendly, our last before the season starts, and everyone was giving it 100% wanting to win, arguing with the referee and getting into fracas and I'm standing in goal thinking, "Why am I bothering with all of this?" Don't forget also that I had had a good night's sleep. When the season starts proper, I'll be thinking that on the back of no hours sleep. I suddenly have lost all ambition to play the sport I once loved.. We organised a convoy from home to the place we were playing, in the middle of nowhere 40 minutes away, and consequently played useless for a 3-1 loss. No matter, I rushed off for the 2nd instalment of my sporting day. Cricket.

Much more my sport these days. Calm, collected, gentlemanly with very few cases of arguing and furore. I felt like I was going to get a lot of runs today, but it just didn't happen. I played a shocker of a shot and played all round a straight one, but got a rare call from Captain Beddoe to open the bowling. A very solid 3-30. It was also a good laugh between the two teams and was generally a much better and enjoyable experience than the morning. Casms worth of enjoyment split the 2, and it's a shame it's the end of the cricket season. Now it's football.. And I've decided. I don't want to play.

Refereeing is a different matter. We'll see how that goes on a Saturday afternoon but I'm starting to feel a little nervous about it all, even now. Adult football is not something I'm used to managing and I'm sort of scared I'll lose all control. Still, it's better than playing in an over-competitive team on a cold, wet Sunday morning with no sleep. But I can't pull out now.. It's too late.

Still, on the plus side, I enjoyed a nice curry this evening and I still have 4 days off to enjoy and relax, before going back to work with His Wallness.. Sigh..

You don't want to know what's just entered my head..

Bye x