I didn't get along to Nationals trials, so our story starts on June 25th on a rainy Friday night out in Croydon. I knew that the brains-trust for the 2010 Mixed side were coming along to take a look at Lee Lemons to see whether she had the right stuff, but to be perfectly honest I was paying more attention to the Geelong vs. St Kilda game that was on TV at the same time.
As luck would have it, we were playing a fairly non-competitive team, let's call them the Northern Territory of Friday nights, and everyone looked pretty good as we compiled a 75-10 victory. So it came as no surprise when Lemons got the call telling her that she was in.
The next call however was much more surprising. According to urban legend, when Dave Smith calls and the time plus the number of drinks you have consumed adds up to be more than twelve, you will say yes to whatever he asks. So it was 10 o'clock and I had had 5 beers, so when he called me up and offered me a spot in the squad, I wanted to say yes straight away, but I made him wait a whole extra day, because that's the type of guy I am.
But what exactly had I gotten myself into? Only time would tell...
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