It must have been one of those days. For our journey was fraught with DANGER!!! Before we even traversed the wonder that is the A406 some fool in a people carrier would carve us up within a foot of the front wing. Not to be outdone though, we would eventually join the movement of vehicular flow as we began our journey proper unto the once fabled Lush land of N22.
Once more the outside lane resembled a parking lot as the driver of a Monster Range Rover decided to keep his throttle at 40mph, whilst just as we joined the outside, the Mother in another people carrier decided just to pull right in front of us nearly removing the front bumper. Not to be outdone again though the mug in the BMW zigzagging and chopping and changing lanes would soon be carved up by another driver himself, Karma’s a Bitch, but nevertheless enjoyable to watch!!
All of this before we hit the Edmonton underpass and all this at only at 9.20am!! Staggering!!
What a Journey of Discovery this was likely to become. We finally entered the realm of Black Red n Green back where we, the Viking and Son, belong. The pitch looking evergreen, the foxholes now fully filled. However, there was a darkness sweeping the land and that darkness was of Saturday morning football. A darkness we would see grow throughout our short but greatly enjoyable session.
Giselle, “The Punto”, now parked up, the boots laced, the conage laid out as only the Sensation of the Viking Nation would. A small but visually noticeable area nowhere near any roundballs, but this would come at a price during this session of patience and well being.
Although small in number we would begin with some simple pass n catch, simple for the player, not so simple for me!! This would lead into a nice kick n catch tester, the High bomb against the grubber, knees up, body turn and hands reaching for the stars!! Oh how great that looks when executed so well.
The time wore on and as luck would have it all of the equipment would be together but appeared to be a magnet for random football parents as their stop off point to have a look in wonderment as to what the oval shaped balls were used for. Not only that but it is now commonplace to wander through a coned off area with the ignorance, not to offend the four legged beast, of Herefordshire Blue just going about their feeding upon the grassy knoll.
Time and again parents and children would wander through ignorant of what was going on around them to the point where one family’s daughter began to delve into the coaching bag. Shock, horror, I asked the young lady to leave the bag alone as it did not belong to her to which the accompanying adults asked me, What did you say to my daughter?? Your daughter shouldn’t be going down other peoples belongings to which they got agitated. Is it me or do people think they have a right to go through somebody else’s belongings!!
This event did not detract from the enjoyment the session was having. Even though wave after wave of ignorant football parent would continue to stroll through where we practising our drop kicks from outside the 22 yard line, to the left and the right and then wrap up with some fine goal kicking, but hey, it’s only Rugby, the GREATEST GAME IN THE WORLD!!!!
I feel sorry for the young lads having to play to that baying crowd. All I could hear were the Coaches screaming at the U8s/9s. The parents dribbling their usual tripe and to top it all just before we departed after some great play the balls one of the coaches was incapable of walking around the bag and had to jump over it!!!Peanut!!!
In one 30 minute time continuum I saw why our National game is in the toilet. Football is a disease and does not bring about the best in people, whether at U8s level or Professional. Let’s kick it into touch!!
This is why I love our game. Whether League or Union I would never allow my players or parents to behave in this manner. Our games are the Ultimate family sports in this country and I cannot wait for the up and coming matchups that will show all players displaying the ultimate respect for their team mates and opponents. Having just watched Cook Islands against Tonga and then England vs. New Zealand on November 7th the Rugby will just keep on getting better and better!!
Many thanks for your time, your patience and your viewing for these are the words of a pent up Inspirational Sensation on a mission to build the Brand of Rugby into THE National Game.
Enjoy the Sport!!