They've turned the ball over, the coach screams at us to get in position. I think he made my eardrums bleed. We are tackling, driving over the rucks for the ball with all our might. The whistle blows, it is half time we are winning 27-10.
I can see the sun on the horizon it is bright and orange, while shining in my eyes. I can see the buses lined up in rows, some are supporting, some are against us. As I am distracted from the game the whistle blows. It's full time we won! Some of us are crying, some are cheering, the crowd is chanting our names "CHRISTCHURCH ARE THE BEST."
As we were playing I was thinking the one question over and over again. Were we going to win? Were we going to win? Before the game I had butterflies fluttering around in my stomach. But now I felt like a champion.