A DOUBLE VICTORY
Watching as my wife Helen, then 34, took a penalty stroke, I erupted into cheers as the ball hit the back of the net, securing the win.
‘Go, Helen!’ I shouted, unable to contain my joy. I wasn’t part of the crowd watching Helen’s hockey match and cheering her on, though – I was part of her team. And, that day in 2016, we’d made history in more ways than one.
My love affair with hockey had begun in 1992, when I was 12 years old. ‘Can’t you play in the garden?’ my mum Barbara would protest as my sister Rachel, then 10, and I chased a ball around our hall, bashing our
