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My seat last night was not as good as the one I had for the AUSvDEN game, and the results last night (and the game played) was likewise not as good.
See? If they'd given me better seats, Australia would have done better last night. *nods head definitively*
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As anyone who knows internet discourse might expect, the bros are all over this morning's news articles on FB, jeering that the Matildas are trash and can we now get back to the real game?
It was a disappointing game from the Matildas after the other two games they played, both of which had a spark of something that was missing in this game. Our defence wasn't as up-front to confront the English strikers, our attacking passes didn't connect, and our shots on goal went high or wide or were just too soft.
Except for that one Kerr lifted over two defenders and slipped in between the keeper's glove and the bar. HOLY SHIT THAT WAS WHAT WE CAME FOR.
Alas for the other opportunities she missed. 'Clutch' was not her gear last night, alas. And I know how that goes - albeit not as a professional. Sometimes, you go on the pitch and although you're determined to play your best, it's just not there. The extra gear is not setting in. I feel like that was the Matildas last night: they just couldn't find their gear but for that brief score-levelling goal by Kerr.
England was the better team on the night, but Australia had the chance to win with several shots but couldn't find the back of the net - angling the wrong way, or headed straight for the keeper.
*sigh*
We're in a bit of a national hangover this morning, I think. Except for the bros who are out there proclaiming far and wide just how shit the women's game is and how dare we call ourselves an international level team.
It's funny, isn't it, how the men's team don't have to make it anywhere near the sixteen but their game is infinitely better, while the women's team can get all the way to the semis and are still shit?
Some men are fucking fragile.
Let's not even talk about how the men's team got paid four times as much to reach the 16, as the women will get paid for reaching the semis. Fuck that shit. Fuck it sideways with a rusty spork.
Anyway, the Matildas are off to the Bronze medal match against Sweden in Brisbane. We'll let the Spanish Armada take care of England. Or not, as the case has historically gone with Spanish Armadas.
On the whole, the WWC23 and the Matildas' game has lifted the state of Australian women's sport - both into the public eye at a professional level (in a way that a team like the Australian Opals didn't when they won the World Netball Championships in South Africa) and at the local community level where the girls who will be the future sportswomen are identified. More kids will hopefully get involved in local sports, more women will see what's possible, we might even see a resurgance of mature women coming back to sports they were involved in before they had jobs, partners, families - that would be awesome.
Now, the issue is getting governments to protect grounds for sports (and make grounds that can be used for more than just the rich-sponsored rugby codes), organisations to invest in women, corporations to back women's sports.
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In thoughts that are not quite related: why is every person who makes long-term, society-affecting decisions in this world somehow diametrically opposed to everything I believe in?
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Okay, next focus: 10 days to get my show quilt quilted, bound, sleeved, labelled, and handed in.
See? If they'd given me better seats, Australia would have done better last night. *nods head definitively*
--
As anyone who knows internet discourse might expect, the bros are all over this morning's news articles on FB, jeering that the Matildas are trash and can we now get back to the real game?
It was a disappointing game from the Matildas after the other two games they played, both of which had a spark of something that was missing in this game. Our defence wasn't as up-front to confront the English strikers, our attacking passes didn't connect, and our shots on goal went high or wide or were just too soft.
Except for that one Kerr lifted over two defenders and slipped in between the keeper's glove and the bar. HOLY SHIT THAT WAS WHAT WE CAME FOR.
Alas for the other opportunities she missed. 'Clutch' was not her gear last night, alas. And I know how that goes - albeit not as a professional. Sometimes, you go on the pitch and although you're determined to play your best, it's just not there. The extra gear is not setting in. I feel like that was the Matildas last night: they just couldn't find their gear but for that brief score-levelling goal by Kerr.
England was the better team on the night, but Australia had the chance to win with several shots but couldn't find the back of the net - angling the wrong way, or headed straight for the keeper.
*sigh*
We're in a bit of a national hangover this morning, I think. Except for the bros who are out there proclaiming far and wide just how shit the women's game is and how dare we call ourselves an international level team.
It's funny, isn't it, how the men's team don't have to make it anywhere near the sixteen but their game is infinitely better, while the women's team can get all the way to the semis and are still shit?
Some men are fucking fragile.
Let's not even talk about how the men's team got paid four times as much to reach the 16, as the women will get paid for reaching the semis. Fuck that shit. Fuck it sideways with a rusty spork.
Anyway, the Matildas are off to the Bronze medal match against Sweden in Brisbane. We'll let the Spanish Armada take care of England. Or not, as the case has historically gone with Spanish Armadas.
On the whole, the WWC23 and the Matildas' game has lifted the state of Australian women's sport - both into the public eye at a professional level (in a way that a team like the Australian Opals didn't when they won the World Netball Championships in South Africa) and at the local community level where the girls who will be the future sportswomen are identified. More kids will hopefully get involved in local sports, more women will see what's possible, we might even see a resurgance of mature women coming back to sports they were involved in before they had jobs, partners, families - that would be awesome.
Now, the issue is getting governments to protect grounds for sports (and make grounds that can be used for more than just the rich-sponsored rugby codes), organisations to invest in women, corporations to back women's sports.
--
In thoughts that are not quite related: why is every person who makes long-term, society-affecting decisions in this world somehow diametrically opposed to everything I believe in?
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Okay, next focus: 10 days to get my show quilt quilted, bound, sleeved, labelled, and handed in.
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