Stephen Kearney and the team take a bow...

Because that is awesome! A slice of heaven alright.

Tonight the Kiwis helped to ease the pain left by the loss of last years Rugby world cup with an awesome, emphatic and completely unexpected, win. It was that unexpected that I think even in their own heart of hearts the Kiwis has some doubt as to whether they would every really be able to do it. But they did.

And boy did the do it well.

But while I think that Stephen Kearney has a lot to be proud of, he did after all step up when Kiwi league needed him most, it needs to be said the man who really should take credit is Wayne Bennett.

While he is ironically an Aussie, he was New Zealand's guiding light tonight and for the weeks leading up to this one big moment. The master is still the master.

Tonight the Kiwi's became the world champions and I liked it.

In to the real world

I had my first taste of a real deadline in a daily newspaper today.
I loved the adrenalin it bought but I am in no doubt that there two very different types of jounalists in a newsroom. There are the thrill-seekers that thrive when the blood is pumping and you are up against the clock, the limelight seekers; and then there are those who like to savour the ride, painters who revel in taking the time to carve a story. The hunters and the gatherers.
Both are equal in the dicipline it takes and each skill-set requires a very special commitment. I am in admiration of anyone who can do either well, but even as a very junior reporter I know which catergory I want to be in.
The job itself is nothing like I thought it would be: the highs are unimaginable and the lows are unthinkable. Everday brings something new, something unexpected and exciting. I hear a million different stories; some touch me in ways I can't explain and some I file away for later.
The other morning I almost ended up in tears because I missed the mark massively and received an email from my editor that was acerbic to say the least. It was my mistake and I had to not only suck it up but own it, and while it was bloody hard to do I think I did it.
Because no matter what I know why I got into this game and at the end of the day it is because I want to be a writer. I want to be able to tell a story that moves someone. I want to be able to share with the world things that I am to shy, and more than likely too tongue-tied, to say. I want to be able to change the world in my own little way.
So ends the first week of my new career and while I am glad it is over I can't wait for the next week (just let me have this weekend first).