While Erik was getting limited playing time, my co-workers were always in my ear about the possibility of Erik playing footy with them. The thing is, they play country footy just outside of Ballarat, so it’s not just around the corner if you know what I mean! Regardless, Erik decided to give it a go and went to training with them one night a few weeks ago. The rest, I suppose, is history, and Erik is now a Newlyn Cat. He and my co-workers and a few other guys who live in Melbourne drive to Newlyn on Thursday nights for training. They leave around 4:30 and get back at 10pm after they’ve eaten dinner with the club (the dinner thing is not just a country footy thing, all clubs have a team dinner on Thursday night after training). For the last two Saturdays I have driven with Erik to the games to keep him company and to watch him play with his new team. Fortunately I already know a few of the guys on the team (my co-workers!), so that always makes the games a bit more fun to watch.
|Erik's first country footy game, played in a town called Waubra.|
|Front row seats!|
|Watching from the car is nice when the weather turns bad!|
|The letters on the dresses signify positions on the court.|
|Note the strange-looking basket. Netball has limited contact compared to basketball.|
|A wind farm in Waubra. Fortunately the turbines were still that day!|
|Newlyn's home ground. Not a bad spot to be on a nice winter day.|