Today started with a phone call from Jacqui at ten minutes past meet time, wondering where I was with the large blue minivan (retrieved from Sketchy Dave's Vans the night before, prior to an "I don't want to talk about it" adventure through DC) that drove like a baby arthritic elephant. The phone call made me realize 1) I was late, 2) I'd never turned on the alarm I'd so carefully set for an hour before I needed to get anywhere, and 3) I was late.
Two and a half hours of driving later, we made it to Salisbury for our first contact of the season - six twenty minute periods of scrimmaging rugby! (That's two hours, or a game and a half). I played two twenties locking, one at flanker, one at eight, on off, and then another at eight - where I scored my first try!!!! It was just a case of doing what I was supposed to do and being where I was supposed to be, but I guess that's still pretty good, right?
The team played really well, considering it was our first match. We got a little frantic at times, but calmed it down. Overall, we have to work on organization, making our tackles, and hitting rucks - but even those things got better while we played. Deanna also cycled in a number of rookies who looked quite nice out there on the field. I think good things are coming this season.
The rest of the night was another "I don't want to talk about it" situation. Sketchy Dave has no love.
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