Crossing town

The journey from football to Richard III is getting darker, as the nights draw in. Another successful football night, with once again experience triumphing over youth. At times early on it seemed that this week the young guns would do it, especially when we were left chasing shadows as they used quick passing and nimble footwork to malke the most of their extra player. Still we managed to trade goals with them, and then, as our defending improved and their's got more lax, long balls to the lone striker (that was me again) paid dividends and we edged ahead decisively. On to a complex rehearsal with lots of people's movements to be blocked. Not easy in the small rehearsal room that is so much smaller than the performance space will be, but it was all done pretty efficiently.