From Infinity Gauntlets…
With the abruptness of a Thanos finger snap, everything is reset and all the World Cup planning and hopes and thinking is done.
‘As with World Cups, Game of Thrones has became my milestone marker for a stage of life.’ – Online GoT fan comment.
I slept in the night thankfully but not before having to go down to the hotel lobby after midnight and meditate for an hour on a sofa about what has been keeping me awake all these nights. I’ve been wound up for months, a lot of it unavoidable in fairness. I managed, after a discussion with myself, to sleep. That’s all that mattered.
Game 1: vs Malaysia. Won 11-4.
I expected us to win both these games and I hoped we would for the lads because finishing a tournament with wins, no matter who against, always mean a lot. We beat Malaysia more comfortably than the first time which showed some of the progress we’d made. Continue reading
In the fraught early stillness of the dawn, men walk in silence, each isolated and drawn, inexorably forward, each burdened by thoughts of their impending role in the collective events.
Game 1: vs Singapore. Lost 4-2.
Game 1: vs New Zealand Something to them. 1 to us.
I’m sitting in the cafe tent, the coldest place in the playing fields. It’s like a fridge. When I came in here yesterday, it still took me an hour to stop sweating after our games, I was so over-heated. Today I’m finding the weather grand, like an Irish spring day.
Nottingham 2018 – End of blog
15. AND NOW
Where next? Will I lead? Be led. Want to be involved. Will I be part of the solution? End up drinking bottles of whiskey alone?