The Waterboy

THOMAS
FOUNDER, THEWATERBOY
I still remember making the first tackle - It was a big hit and I smashed him.  It had been an even physics battle and I won it. But I had got lucky. The rest of the teenage team weighing in at over 100kgs - they were the Goliath to our David, it felt like amateurs vs professionals.

The last time we met on the field they had wiped the floor with us. With the fresh sting of defeat and the screams of Coach JC still ringing in our ears, we had we recouped together, identified weaknesses and strengthened our faith in each other’s abilities.

Now on a sunny day in August 2004 in front of a screaming crowd, we rallied to face the giants.

“Who’s going to put a stamp on this game?” I remember the coach roaring at his team of 22 young boys.

“I am” I thought, “I am”.

I was learning the meaning of comradery.