In Mildura this week. Practice, slash, trial games, before picking the VIC U19 Metro and Country teams to play in the National Championships in December.
Mildura is a vibrant regional city in far northwest Victoria, on the southern bank of the Murray River and bordering New South Wales. It’s the major administrative and economic hub for the Sunraysia region.
The thing is, and I need to remain positive here, it’s a fucking long way from the Junction oval. Especially when you’re driving players—I turned off the internal “bro” count at 300—’bout halfway in clicks to Mildura.
That said, we’re here. The accommodation is pretty good. Mexican and frozen yogurt was excellent last night. The bed, though—my god, it must have seen some action. It’s like sleeping in a hammock. Everywhere you shift, it folds in around you. Trying the bunk beds tonight!
Bridges too far?
Yep, we crossed a lot. I only started noticing after Bendigo. A bridge here, a bridge there, all of them named after someone. It got me thinking while I was fighting the bed issue.
“What do you have to do to get a bridge named after you?”
I'm going to leave it there and do some asking today while watching three games of T20.
Nick
Bro, what would Speaky’s bridge connect?
On a sadder note a couple of bridges in the Geelong region are named after people who lost their lives during construction. Community service might be a better option if you are genuinely looking for that legacy Nick.