It’s been a while since there’s been any news from the sidelines but believe you me it’s only because I’ve been too slack to write it up.
Let me fill you in on just one component. There are many. I know, even I’m waiting with baited breath.
Think Field Marshall meets Iron Chef and you’re getting close. Who am I kidding, it’s a glorified sausage sizzle but I’m determined to make it fabulous… with hotdogs and rolls, not just bread. Kicking.all.the.goals.
Every year the U14s go on a father son trip to Fiji. One of the fundraising activities that gets them there is the Friday Night BBQ at the clubhouse. You get all the littlies and their families coming up after training and then the crowds who roll in for the handful of games that are on that night. From where I sit it can be quite the money spinner. Well, I’m going to make it as such. Just you wait Henry Higgins just.you.wait.
Blessedly this year they decided the job needed to be split between two people – that one person has run it solo in the past is knowledge that does little to alleviate my anxiety. So me and Matt are the 2014 U14s Father Son Fiji Tour BBQ Coordinators. I’m contemplating getting cards made.
Friday was our introduction and a gentle one at that – just training, no games. We not only earned enough for a working float we made a profit.
The hardest part of the gig is ensuring the families rostered on to help out actually turn up. But I have my charming albeit slightly threatening and definitely guilt-inducing way with words to make.it.happen.
The power, I can taste it.
This week we’re trialling chicken burgers.