“I can feel all eyes looking at me. The pressure is on. It all comes down to this.”
My body tenses as the opposition races towards me. The ball is passed. The shooter steadies, focuses. For a brief second our eyes meet. I stretch, extending my arms til I think they will break. I must block this shot. She releases the ball and…
“The ball goes up and… and…. IT GOES IN! The crowd stands up and gives a massive applaud that almost knocks me over.”
Thank you Madi for your wonderful post yesterday. It left me feeling very nostalgic. It had a sizzling start that put me right in the action. You built the tension with your short, sharp sentences and dynamic dialogue reminding me of exactly how I felt about 40 something(not giving away the exact number) years ago. I too played netball when I was at Wyong High school and I absolutely loved it. Good writing produces an emotional response in the reader and you have done this. Well done!
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Wow Madi, what a great blog. So well written. I have enjoyed watching you play the game you love. Love Nan
Was very easy to pick which one is you Mrs Riding! Your post gave me a clue of what bib to look for but you also haven’t changed a lot since those days. Loved the way you blended the 2 pieces of writing 🙂
Wow Madi first word I read I wanted to read the rest. It was very interesting.