At our level (2nd tier reserves of Northern North Island football), there are two kinds of team: 1) teams of 15 year old wondergirls who're not quite ready for the big time yet; 2) teams of grand old ladies of the sport. I'm kind of happy to be part of the latter - not only to soak up the experience and atmosphere and old war stories, but because frankly aftermatches are no fun when your teammates can't drink.
So we went down 1-0 to the wondergirls of Hibiscus Coast today and I'm relatively happy with that. They outran us - we outthought them. Their goal was stupidly lucky (caught a bobbing breeze), but of course as keeper I'd say that. The younger ladies are quite easy to intimidate into coughing up the ball, so even though they could outrun us 9 times out of 10, we restricted them to speculative shots from outside the box. And we were desperately unlucky not to get the equaliser too.
I got PotD, but only because I was asked who I thought deserved it, I said "me", and they took me seriously.