Eastern Suburbs 0, Glenfield Rovers 5
Madills Farm, Auckland, July 17 2011
In light of the Women’s World Cup final being tomorrow morning New Zealand time, I thought it might be a good time (better late than never) to attend, I’m ashamed to admit, my first game of women’s football. I want to write more about the women’s game and how myself as an individual and society as a whole is and has been so remiss in undervaluing it. But I’m going to save that for a second post on the subject later in the week. That way it allows this post to be mostly positive – about a great afternoon out that I intend to repeat in the not too distant future.
The other reason today seemed like a great day to break my duck was the prospect of a top of the table clash. After ten games in the season, Glenfield Rovers sat in pole position on 27 points in the Northern Regional Football League – Women’s Premier. While Eastern Suburbs AFC, with a game in hand, were second on 22 points – making this game potentially pivotal.
Three of the players on show today have recently returned from the Women’s World Cup where they played for a New Zealand national team that performed more than creditably in Germany. They are Eastern Suburbs goalkeeper Erin Nayler, Glenfield defender Katie Bowen and Glenfield midfielder Katie Hoyle.
Sadly, unlike the men’s fixtures at this level, there was no programme or team sheet available so due to my ignorance of women’s football I can’t tell you who the players are that I have photographed. On the positive side though, there was an open cafeteria that had, shock horror, REAL COFFEE!!! This is something that before today I had believed to be as common at New Zealand football clubs as ice-cream is on the surface of the sun. On the strength of that, I will almost certainly be returning to Eastern Suburbs for more club football at some stage.
It’s just a pity that the home side’s football didn’t match the amenities. They were outclassed 5-0 by a dominant Glenfield performance.
The only other gripe that I will canvas here is the lack of ball boys/girls. Unlike the men, women footballers apparently have to chase their own wayward passes and shots. As a spectator I was also called into action on several occasions. I felt I mostly discharged my duties with distinction… apart from one unfortunate moment. I was confused whether to send the ball to the goalie for a goal kick or in the direction of the corner flag. The players were yelling GK at me but they looked like they were setting up for a corner! Not my finest hour… I promise to brush up on the rules for next time. Oh yes, there will be a next time. Got to redeem myself somehow.
Categories: NZ Northern Women's Premier
A grassroots sports photography enthusiast based in Auckland, New Zealand, and a fan of the most magnificent football club on earth - A.S. Roma.