Well, what a weekend of sport it was for our house! Saturday saw Big Fella’s football team win 4-1 against a team that always play dirty and eff and jeff on the pitch. Apparently Big Fella played really well considering it was his first full match since coming back from injury and was just pipped to the post for man of the match. I didn’t get to watch the match as we had a timetable clash- I had to leave the house to get Big Girl to her netball match just when Big Fella was kicking off.
Big Girl’s team lost 32-34 but the teams were really evenly matched so it made for a good game. She was playing GA, which isn’t her position, as the team was short a shooter and she managed to score half the goals despite it blowing a gale. I had the pleasure of freezing my fingers off filming her for her PE A- level but instead of getting a thank you all she did was moan that I didn’t take any photos!! Trust me, trying to film, watch the match and do my sideline Mum coaching is multitasking in the extreme for me and adding in photo taking would have blown my mind! I thought that she could get stills from the video but apparently they “are blurry and there’s a button for taking photos when videoing, it’s not difficult” (insert best Kevin and Perry teenage voice here!)
Then on Sunday me and Big Girl had a girls road trip to Birmingham to watch day 2 of the Vitality Netball Superleague Season Opener. This is where all 11 teams play over a weekend with 5/6 games on each day. We went in 2019 and I think watching players of that calibre really encouraged Big Girl to develop her own gameplay and see netball as a sport that she wanted to take to the next level.
Hubby was a bit worried about me driving to Birmingham as the return journey would be the furthest I’ve driven in one day in over 8 years. He knows I get very tired throughout the day and he was concerned I would be too tired to drive home after 7 hours sat in the arena or that if I became ill or was in serious pain I would’ve be able to make the drive home. Driving there was fine even though it was windy but driving home was hard work. I was tired, but not to the point that driving would be dangerous as I would never put Big Girl (or other road users) at risk out of sheer stubbornness to prove a point. It was dark, really, really windy and raining. So it took all my energy to concentrate and there was much less carpool karaoke going on that there was in the morning.
Resorts World in Birmingham have a bag policy where the maximum size of your bag is the size of an A4 piece of paper. I had to take a rucksack because I needed to take my medication and all the stuff I need for my bowel disease such as multiple spare tena pads, spare knickers, wet wipes and a whole host of other items ‘just in case’. When we went through security I was told I couldn’t take my rucksack in as it was too big but once I explained it had essential medical items in it the guys on the door couldn’t have been more helpful. They even let Big Girl take hers in too (and hers was mainly filled with snacks and drinks!)
And while we watched the best netball teams in the country battle it out Hubby and Big Fella went to watch what they would say was the best football team in the country… Nottingham Forest! It was the FA cup and they were playing Leicester after knocking Arsenal out in the previous round. Hubby told me that Leicester are a premiership team and the current holders of the FA cup so it was going to be a tough match. I don’t think even the most die hard Forest fans would have dared to dream that they would hammer them 4-1!
And then while scrolling through Facebook I saw this on the Dukki page (a local business selling gifts and merchandise based on our regional dialect) and it cracked me up. It might take a while for you to work out what it says, especially if you’re not from Nottingham, but think Micky Flanagan and that should help you!
Today I’m completely and utterly exhausted and will no doubt be spending most of the day in bed until I have to get up to take Big Girl to…you guessed it- netball!
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