Lovely day in the Manawatu yesterday, following the shocking weather on Saturday (did not hang my gate after all).
Arrived at the netball complex at 10am, sneaked Wilma into a discreet position near the warming up girls & devoted parents, and settled in to watch them lose by one point in each of the first two games.
In truth, we gave it away with bad passes & unforced errors. T actually stood on the sideline & noted turnovers & errors, which told a surprising story. To the uninitiated, a player can look really flash, catching every second pass, appearing to be everywhere, supporters yelling & gushing... and those very same players are giving away more possession than they are winning.
Anyway, the rest of us spent the tournament on the sidelines in time honoured fashion - bitching about the coach.
heh... actually, it was a good day out. Had fortune favoured us slightly, we could have won those games. And we thrashed them (too late) in the third game.
Next week, it's Levin.
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