SDAR 10

I'm a rugby mum through out and through in. After few months on the sidelines cheering my Aqil , I beginning to know a very little about the rugby rules. currently, I'm comfortable that what I am calling out to my son on the field is relevant to the game and I have a voice and more to the point, I'm not afraid to use it....

This year however, Aqil decide of being totally dedicated to his dream of playing for MCKK Rugby U13.

First of all,I know nothing or somehow ZERO about rugby and it seems that no matter how many amount of explaining from my hubby seems to make any difference at all. It goes in one ear and out the other and I'm hands up admitting defeat on the subject. I figure I'll just cheer when all the other parents on our team are cheering or when my Aqil has the ball in his hands or brings down another kiddo on the opposite team who has the ball in his hands.

Today was quite special. Yes today is the day i sees mothers, fathers, siblings, friends especially from our own MCKK tent screamed like a banshee as their sons dodged, trampled and barged and galloped the length of the field before performing a totally unnecessary but super impressive all super styles diving over the try line. even tak sampai pun....They were punching the air, jumping up and down and hugging anyone in grabbing distance. They even look desperately wanted to run out onto the field either to kill the referee or smother their boys in kisses when the game is over...
Well, i wanted to do the same but a little voice inside my head called a conscience insisted that it would just be too cruel to embarassed my Aqil. Instead I waited until after the game and then I went into full gush mode.

In my case however it seems that ignorance equals silence and my son has been very grateful that my days of screaming out from the sidelines are actually us.... until today.I may not the silent spectator role and let the world know (or at least everyone at this particular field) that I'm not really the shy reserved and quiet new rugby mum after all.

Luckily i am good in snapping away with the camera and managed to capture every one on the MCKK team try in all it's glory.

I still know nothing about how the game is played and I am sure I will still stress about every little thump or tackle I witness, but by hell I found my voice and my enthusiasm for this game today and I am proud to say that I am now a rugby mum to boot!