Mar
30
2010
Consider the post heading warning enough.
On Sunday, something fantastic happened – NSW won the Eire Cup, the Australian assocation croqu
et interstate tournament.
This is just the sixth time NSW has won since the cup was first played for in 1948 (yep, the mightiest state in Australia is actually not that good at croquet). What is fantastic is that this is the second time my husband has been on the winning team (they won in Perth in 2007). What is doubly fantastic is that this time, he was the captain.
Let me state that clearly – my husband is the captain of a winning NSW sport team. That makes him a reasonably rare commodity (especially in croquet, where he’s just the fifth person in this position). He is now a sporting superstar, alongside other winning NSW captains like Mark Taylor, Steve Mortimer and Wayne Pearce. We are waiting for the knocks on the doors, the interviews, the mass hysteria.
Mark Webber had a civic reception here in Queanbeyan last week. Hubby now is wondering when his will occur.
Last time the team won, they were nominated as the NSW Sports Team of the Year. Didn’t win (believe it was the cricketers) but hopefully they’ll get nominated again, and I’ll get to go as the captain’s wife.
After all, he kept assuring me there was prestige and glamour in being the wife of the NSW captain. I’m yet to see it :)
It’s taken a whole hell of a lot of work to make this happen. Angst too – being captain of a team isn’t an easy job by any means. He’s done’ extremely well and I’m very proud.
I’m just not polishing the silverware.