Okay, so maybe a bit more than twenty years ago, I joined an extracurricular sports team with my school age group. I'd been playing netball since Year 8, but my friends were in the hockey team, and so I wanted to play hockey, too. (Ah, peer pressure.) We're talking field hockey. Amateur school-age level. On turf. Literally, turf. You'd be running with the ball on your stick and a tuft of grass would loom, and suddenly you'd be running without the ball on your stick anymore.
And thus began a long-term love affair with hockey. (In Australia "hockey" = "field hockey", she says for the US/Canadian contigent. The thing you're thinking of is "ice hockey" in Australia, most likely because we have more fields than ice around here.)
I joined a team at university - again, nothing seriously competitive. It was exercise, it was social, it was fun. And I gained some friends out of it I wouldn't ordinarily have made.
I left the team when I left uni, although I kept in contact with a couple of the women who'd moved to Sydney, too. Then, in 2008, I got a call out of the blue at 6:45pm on a Tuesday night. "We're on our way to hockey training. They're looking for players, would you like to come?" I turned up the next week and joined the team. I've been with that club ever since.
On the field, I either play a forward (one of the three strikers: centre forward, right wing, or left wing), or in goals. The last couple of years I've played with two teams - one on the field, one as the goalie. It's worked out pretty well. Knowing how the forward line attacks has helped me marshal my defensive players (fullbacks and half-backs), even if I do tend to be a bit on the bossy side of things at times.
Hockey fills my love of team sports and the chance to run with a purpose. I can't just "go jogging" because I get bored and tired and end up walking instead. When my team is relying on me to chase the ball down, it's easier. It's physical, it requires a certain amount of aggression, and you hit the ball really hard.
Actually, things are probably going to get interesting: the Annual General Meeting for the club is on tomorrow, and I suspect that there may be an attempt at a coup. The president this year has been a bit high-handed, even with her officers of the club, and while she's good at organising things, she's not terribly likeable. (I guess that sounds familiar...)
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And I completely agree, team sports are more motivating than doing sports on my own. And more fun :)
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It shows how much I have unconsciously entered my kid's world that although I had assumed you were not playing on ice, I had also not assumed turf. I was visualizing what most Americans play when they can't get ice to play ice hockey: I assumed you were playing street hockey, essentially ice hockey rules and sticks, much padding, and played on asphalt with rollerblades and a ball, or sometimes a puck that rolls on ball bearings. Thank you for the corrective.
Field hockey is the better game. I miss it, but the people who would play it here all get suctioned off into ice hockey in cold weather, and softball and soccer when the grass is in season.