I went with Ange to watch Ev play against Tai Tam this morning. We picked up Max. Ev said, don't bother coming to this game, we smashed them last time, I'm going to be doing nothing... how wrong he was.
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| Deadpan fail - clean sheets make you smile. |
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| Max looking cool; big day in the office with plenty of bumps and scrapes to show for it. |
It was like being parachuted into amazonia - Tai Tam was not the team expected, not at all - this time round it was an all girls team, and they were giants. Heated debate in the car on the way home provided no clarity - it was a league game, so one cannot (in theory) trash the rules - but even I, the most dispassionate of parents, couldn't believe that the sisters that rolled onto the field were of the same age-group. They were massive; as in 50% of the team were Aiden's size. Their smallest player was Max's size - and he the tallest in Ev's team. And they were not there to stuff around. It was properly physical (at first, a case of "huh, what's going on?!!", thereafter a case of "stuff this!!", time to drop the gloves and fight with your sister.) In the end the difference was the keeper. They didn't have one, and had to rotate players through the goal. Ev was an absolute beast - pulled off some killer saves, those fingertip tricky ones from goal-mouth melees, and Max, good Kiwi boy that he is, was kung-fu flying into them as if on trial for the All-blacks. In the end it was 3-0. Have a nice day.
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