Oh, God! What a terrible dream.
We have only just enjoyed our first club premiership in 2010, and 2011 beckons. Things get a bit itchy when Tyson and Peter T only come back for a game each. Hazman doesn't come back at all. Neither does Jerry F.
Zed, Derek, Ralph, Jawa and Henry barely reach double figures for games played. Obviously, the younger players stayed on as Under 14's. Connor never came back, and Khail returned to Day Care.
I woke up briefly and shook my head. We had lost so much, yet we managed to make the preliminary final in 2011. Things weren't so bad, so off to sleep I fall.
Still restless though. My dream comes back. Eric, Stephen, David and others run off to Hawks..or Tigers. Djarragun won't release any boarders. They've all been naughty. There goes Nicholas, Jawa, Henry, Leron, Garrett, Zed, Harry and others. Sean doesn't want to come back. Others get jobs. They're 15 or 16 now. A couple more discover girls. Oh, Dear! Solomon, James and Ralph get offers to play for local Rugby League clubs.
I'm having cold sweats.
Come match day, Round One. Nine kids and a cat take the field. Not such a bad thing for a Nines tournament, but the opposition has arrived with 18 hungry, dedicated kids...they mean business. Do We?
Before I can see the carnage about to befall us, I wake up. God, that was scary! Lucky it isn't real. Just a bad dream.
Or is it?
Change is inevitable. Playing lists fluctuate. But this year is SCARY. To me anyway.
I have already stated ringing, emailing, visiting and planning to make sure my dream is just that.
Any other help would be appeciated. And more coffee!