Good friends are hard to find but the best ones are beside you through rain and shine.
They are there when you’re face-first, screaming into the hockey turf because you have just snapped the ACL in your knee. They bring you McDonalds when you are in the hospital waiting room for three hours until a doctor can see you. Then two years down the track, after a knee reconstruction, they convince you that returning to competition hockey really is a good idea.
And then, after a game of hockey they find themselves beside you literally through hail and shine.
Tania and I are a package deal when it comes to hockey. With the fields an hour away from Coolatai we travel together and play together – if you’ve got one, you’ve got the other – and the drive home is usually uneventful. But not always.
After a 4-1 win against the Rogues we were on the road home when we came around a corner to find the inland sea.
This may not look too serious but unfortunately the cold beer at the Graman Pub was still a kilometre away on the opposite shore.
We cooled our heels until the floodwater receded, Tania modelled our very fancy “Tigers” uniform
and then, in 4WD, we parted the waters. We drove past the Graman Pub, joking we could always stop at the Wallaroo in Coolatai for that cold beer.
Then we came around another corner and the world turned white.
We were beginning to think we were in Canada.
Thank goodness these hail-stones were not still falling as we passed.
After more photo opportunities (note jumper now covering uniform – hail-stones are cold!) we continued, but not before the option of returning to the Graman Pub had been discussed – but hey, what else could mar our path?
Then we came around another corner.
Are you kidding me? Now there is a tree over the road.
Well, as you can see that tree wasn’t going to stop us (also note heavy traffic) and with hardly another corner between us and Coolatai we made it home safely.
Now about that cold beer.
Cheers to good friends. Thanks Tan.