Posts Tagged ‘Melbourne’

“Everything in moderation, including moderation”
Melbourne revolves around AFL but here are some other things.

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I’ve been a bit slack with portrait pictures with the AFL International Cup on so I thought I’d post some travel pictures from Melbourne instead.

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Day 237 – Upside Down Through A Wine Glass

Crappy camera phone comes to the rescue again! Today was AFL Grand Final day, a day I usually spend wishing I was in Melbourne. I liked today though, up at 9am watching the build up on my own in the house and practically running down to the shop for breakie so I wouldn’t miss too much of the coverage! Then over to my friends house for a quiet relaxed viewing of the game. You don’t always need the confirmation the vast majority of your peers to know something is great, just your own excitement. Except the match was crap and ended without a result! Ah well!

Quote of the day: “For there is nothing either good or bad, thinking makes it so.” – William Shakespeare


 Day 1 – In Melbourne

 For those of you who don’t know I am in Melbourne this week as part of the AFL Women’s High Performance Academy, and, as per a request from SWAFL’s webmaster extradionaire/roving reporter Lance Yu, I’m writing about the experience in this blog.

At the National Championships in Perth last year 3 of us SWAFL players were lucky to be chosen for the Academy (Newtown player’s Nat Redford and Roxy McGee being the other 2) and so found ourselves checking onto an early flight Thursday to Melbourne on Thursday morning. With this being the first academy for women’s AFL players at a national level it was fair to say I had very little expectation of what it would be like.

After being welcomed by the head of Female Football Development, Jan Cooper, and introduced to the various coaches and managers that we will be working with over the next few days, we launched into the program visiting the home of the Melbourne Demons Football Club. We picked up some drills, advice and a behind-the-scenes look at a professional football club from their own coaches, players, nutritionist, and head scout. The Demons have an affiliation with the Victorian Women’s League and their commitment to developing women’s football in Victoria is both refreshing and progressive in a way that is all too rarely seen. Could the Swans or GWS play a similar role in New South Wales in the future?

After that we got stuck into medical testing and, later on, role model and leadership workshops with the AIS AFL High Performance coach Jason McCartney. Above all I was surprised by the friendliness and professionalism of everyone involved in the Academy. You can really see how states like Victoria and Western Australia have raised the standard of women’s Aussie Rules and it bodes well for the future. They are stars on obviously, but also off the field, with their preparation, drive and focus on team and teammates, and to be honest I’m a little scared about having to play against some of them on Monday!

Day 47 – Sadness in Parting

Practical people want to expect the unexpected and creative people want to do the unexpected! Both are clouded in an eternal mystery that no one can close to understanding. There is very little art that doesn’t come from something that has already existed (well according to one theory, and my college lecturer!) and there are very few ways of predicting where our lives will take us, no matter how planned out you think you may be.

I mean who would’ve predicted the Irish economic collapse, the death of Princess Diana, the rise of Hitler, various world events that would’ve had people laughing at you if you dared suggest their imminence. My life has always been unexpected. Aged 15 I never expected I would someday look back at my school years and be glad the experience made me who I am. Aged 16 I never expected to play camogie or football again, I ended up playing both for Munster. Aged 18 I never thought I would love my college years the way I did. I never thought Killeedy would win a county title, even 5 minutes before we won the first of 4! I thought I would come to Australia in 2005 for no more than 3 months, I’ve now spent 3 years. I look at life now and no matter where it seems to be leading, for good or bad, I can smile and think you just can’t predict it at all.

I never expected to find myself in Melbourne today, and I’m sure my grandmother never expected to watch her brother’s funeral on a computer screen at the other side of the world. Death is unavoidable, and sometimes expected, but always fraught with emotion that can be an essential part of the grieving process. Maybe funerals are reminders of our own mortality, or an event where we ponder our connection with a person who is no longer as we are, alive. Whatever the psychology its hard not to be affected, its hard to feel the pain of the loved ones whose lives will now be uprooted from a happy daily routine. No matter how old, how young, how sick or how tragic death is, it can never truly be expected, conceived or fully prepared for, and neither can life.

Quote of the Day:

“When you were born, you cried and the world rejoiced.
Live your life so that when you die, the world cries and you rejoice.”