We won.

I don't believe it.

We actually won a game of netball.

The worst team in the league have legitimately won a game. Remember, we're so bad that two teams who started halfway through the season are above us on the ladder without having played any games.

We won, fifteen goals to twelve.

We didn't win on penalties. We didn't win because the umpires were being overly generous. We won because we played better than the other team. We scored more goals.

We won.

It was a tough game. Low scoring, hard defence, lots of running around and turnovers. We fought for that win. We fought hard. And we played well.

Admittedly, the other team was short a player, but they are somewhere in the middle of the table and have been playing much longer than we have.

We still can't quite believe that we did it.

But nothing comes without a price. [ladymisstree looks ruefully at the purple, swollen ring finger on her left hand: FUBAR-ed ligaments and tendons, just like before Christmas, but on the opposite hand.]