Black Ferns and All Blacks players during a captain's run at Eden park in September. Photo / Getty
OPINION:
At the end of each club rugby season my provincial union sends out a survey for feedback. Each year, I write versions of the same thing; scheduling conflicts are making it difficult for people to participate, support and grow the game. What is true for me down at the
grassroots will be true for the public this Saturday, being forced to choose between the Black Ferns quarter-final and an All Blacks test.
What this means for me in my community is that it is very difficult to coach schoolgirl rugby. With the pathway for schoolgirls to the clubhouse door being fairly overgrown, women in the game know the importance of trying to help their young sisters to navigate their way through. But in my hometown, schoolgirls play on the same day as our club side trains, setting up an impossible choice of either being routinely late to your own team run or leaving youngsters to their own devices and hoping that they make their way through.
For those who join the women’s team but have children, they also face scheduling conflicts. Women’s club rugby in Wellington has long kicked off on Saturdays at 11.30am. This leaves mums either turning up moments before kickoff having ferried their kids to their junior rugby games or unable to watch their children play. The worst-case scenario has these kids opt out of the game their mum loves to better suit the family roster.
Then there is the challenge of the club at large, offering their support. Many clubs will adopt a “one club” mantra, the idea being that every team turns out in support of each other. However, while women are encouraged to stay at the clubrooms all day to see the men play, fewer blokes are setting the alarm to get up and support their women. Frequently, too, the bar or kitchen won’t open until one of the men’s sides play and so “ladies a plate”, takes on a whole new meaning. I am yet to see a supporters bus organised to help local fans travel to support a women’s team; we BYO our sideline too.