League of His Own Ch. 11 - Sex Stories

League of His Own Ch. 11

... conjunction with his coach to get the Tigers into the finals.

I was called up to be given a medal as 'Halfback of the Year', remaining on stage as the player given a medal for each position had their photo taken.

Representative Player of the Year was awarded to my Rangers teammate who played fullback for both the club and New South Wales. He deserved it as he was Man of the Match in Game 1 after scoring a hat-trick of tries, and then caused Queensland no end of trouble in Game 2. Game 3 was a little quieter though he scored two tries as we completed a three to nil series whitewash.

Then came the count for the Dally M Medal which is the award for 'Player of the Year', named in honour of Dally Messenger, considered one of the greatest players during the formative years of the competition, playing for Eastern Suburbs from the first year of the competition in 1908 through to retiring at the end of 1913.

From the start of the countdown, it was immediately apparent that there were around three players in contention for the Dally M. Myself a player from Brisbane and a player from Wests Tigers. The Dally M is unique in that the best player doesn't always come from the team that won the Minor Premiership or ends up winning the Premiership.

In the end, the Dally M awards consistency, and not to blow my own trumpet, but that had always been a facet of my game. I liked to believe that I rarely had a bad game. Sure, there had been matches when the opposition managed to ...

... keep me quiet, but more often than not, I was able to set up a couple of tries, my kicking game was usually good, and I had grown increasingly confident in my goalkicking abilities over the years.

The counting went down to the wire, but with two rounds to go, I turned to Kim and couldn't stop smiling as I knew the medal was mine. When they announced me as the winner, Kim turned to give me one hell of a kiss, enough to make me blush before I stood up, buttoned up my suit, and began walking to the stage. Plenty of my fellow players stood up to shake my hand as I walked past them.

After being awarded the medal, taking a couple of moments to just look at it up close, I was expected to make a speech. Standing at the podium, I cleared my throat and knew I was probably smiling like an idiot.

"I'm sure you're expecting a speech where I'm going to end up thanking absolutely everyone and their dog. You're right in a way. Although this medal I've been awarded is for my individual performance, I know for a fact that I wouldn't be standing here this evening if it wasn't for the other twelve men I take to the field with every weekend. I'm here thanks to our coach and our trainers. I'm here thanks to the doctors and staff who keep us going each and every week. I love playing for the West Sydney Rangers. I've been dedicated since signing that first contract to winning them a Premiership. Maybe this year will be ours?

In addition to everyone at the club, my teammates, my coach, and ...