Training night. Nothing like discovering you have waited for half an hour at the wrong oval. Under 11 kids in the dark and in the same training gear, all look the same.
Guineas Day; and a Pineapple for Dinner
The season has changed and a wet winter has become a windy spring. It is late afternoon on Guineas Day and I am walking passed the local oval. Goal posts have gone, the mud has dried and the turf wicket is down. Whites replace the blue and white Grammarian guernseys and a game of cricket […]
Saturday morning sport. A warm Melbourne morning at a school in Wheelers Hill. Teenaged kids every where playing almost every sport man known to mankind. I was there to watch volleyball but it was too hot and stuffy inside the gym so I sat outside instead.