torsdag 31 mars 2011

just another tuesday

Since I was watching from the sideline, prevented to take part by an uncooperative ankle, I did my best to collect action snaps and shout encouraging comments. Coach gave me sweets, possibly to quiet me down.
We tried on sizes for the new kit before warm up




My fav!

måndag 28 mars 2011

Time out

First sprained ankle this season. Have been told I'm not to exercise it yet. Sigh. Apart from this little mishap the saturday indoor session was good fun. Just typical the only lineout I screwed up and got injured in was the one where I didn't even go up in the air...

lördag 26 mars 2011

Dirrty

I was talked into going to the gym with my curly-haired spainophile friend. I mean, why not? But let's get this straight, bringing this second row to a latino dance class is a bit like letting R2D2 try to reenact Christina Aguilera's Dirrty-video... Fair enough, if you feel like watching hot girls shake everything they got this is a possible place to go. But remember there are also middle-aged men shaking everything THEY got, that's the beauty (?) of Friskis. YOU, skinny older man in the blue football top without rhythm, you made my day!

By the way, I feel for the traumatised 8 year old who was sitting behing me watching his mum simulate spanking in a pair of shorts from 1989. I really do.

torsdag 24 mars 2011

Morituri te salutant

After having read 8 emails from different people saying they couldn't make training I was expecting 90 minutes of push ups or similar since we'd be too few to practise proper game play. However, coach no 1 was home with a bad back and coach no 2 home with a cold and an energetic 5 year old. With Kattis in charge we practised new calls, some old moves and positioning without fear of being verbally abused by anyone. Everyone was in a great mood all training (all ten of us) and we finished with a volontary Heinz Müller in honour of our absent coaches. Morituri te salutant!

Bandy final Sunday

Opened my eyes severely dehydrated and with an urge to be sick on my pillow, much like any other sunday, only this day I got woken up by William Wallace telling me we had to leave for the bandy bar work in 20 minutes. Oh, and your armpits are still green by the way... (Wallace had been accompanied by the Wicked Witch of the West the night before...)

Down by the bandy area there was sunshine, free coke and not much to do - I've had worse hangovers I guess. I guarded my food ticket like Gollum would the ring until Big Boss told me to use it, and after that visit to the food stand nothing could stop me from opening beers til my fingers went numb or selling my hat to a drunk bandy fan... Apparently the bar on the other side of the stands was so crowded it caved from the sheer pressure of thirsty people, AND their tills went down when they lost electricity! I guess for once I was lucky.

Pizza for dinner a day like this isn't a choice. It's compulsory.

lördag 19 mars 2011

FINALOMGÅNG!

Rumours are once again saying people are planning to get shitfaced. (Me, I need to stay sober enough to assemble tonight's fancy dress outfit.) Have not yet decided whether to cheer for Scotland or Italy. Hmmm...

tisdag 15 mars 2011

Comeback

Oh, the humanity! After a week's lying around on the couch feeling sick I dared a comeback. Sick feelings conquered by veterinary friend (Berg), fruktsoppa and white bread. Unfortunately, that diet doesn't make you fit to lift just as heavy as you did before illness. No. But one can try. Not even halfway into this gym class there was no distinguishing sweat from tears on my face. Glad I had towel to hide in when things got painfully hard. Ouch.

lördag 12 mars 2011

Tack Mikaela!


We might not have any match reports från Håckes, but we have some pics!

If you happen to bring your biggest prop to a 7's tournament,

you might as well let her run havoc with the opposition!

And if you bring a new speedy back you let them try to outrun Attila's flankers...

Finally, the hairdo is everything...

Tack Mickan för bilderna! (Det finns fler på hennes facebook.)

fredag 11 mars 2011

Växjö shenanigans

Not much can be said about this week. I've been ill and not attended training, nor have I been to the gym. A full week without training makes me feel like a lump of dough, but I have a strange feeling that if I'd go and try to bench press anything heavier than a stamp, I'd choke on my own sick and then probably cry.

There's no report from last weekend's shenanigans in Växjö, but I think the girls had a good time even though they lost all their games. No need to speak of it further.

This weekend BBC decided to air the ladies game (!) where England meets Scotland in an attempt to secure the Grand Slam title. Read more about it here: http://www.scrumqueens.com/news/692-live-coverage-of-england-v-scotland-confirmed.html

fredag 4 mars 2011

Du hinner!

Fem (5!) stackars ensamma damspelare joggade iväg på löpträning igår. Ytterligare tre hade annonserat att de inte kunde komma. Var FAN är alla ni andra uppsalabor, vi saknar ju er!? Nog om det.

Under kvällens träning kom vi fram till två viktiga slutsatser. Nummer ett var att hålla sig framför den som ätit ärtsoppa till lunch. En jävligt anonym källa sa under jämfotahoppen uppför trappa: alltså, min mage gör uppror. Varning! Vi andra tog det hela på största allvar.

Dagens andra uppenbarelse kom under de korta intervallerna. Vi förstod äntligen den underliggande betydelse som finns när du sprintar mot försökslinjen med bollen under en match och någon ropar: du hinner! Detta betyder utan undantag: du har ingen support! Förslag på ytterligare uttryck med dubbel mening mottages tacksamt, vi kanske kan göra ett litet uppslagsverk.

Nu återstår bara att önska Uppsalas damer (och Paulo) LYCKA TILL på Håckes i helgen! Vill man under lördagen hålla koll på hur det går kan man se alla matcher live på nätet:

http://www.okv.se/play/direkt

Spelschema finns här:

http://www2.idrottonline.se/WexioRK-Rugby/Hackescup/DokumentHackescup/

(Uppsalas damer ser ut att spela 8.20, 11.40 och 16.00 på lördagen)