Hermes Ladies Blacks

She wasn’t the one taking the shot.

She was the one digging through the laundry to find your missing shin pad.

The one sprinting back to the house for your water bottle while you warmed up.

The one who filled the silence after a tough loss—not always with the perfect words, but with love that never wavered.

She could read your face from across the pitch.

She cheered your effort when the scoreboard didn’t.

She carried your heartbreak quietly, so you didn’t have to.

She didn’t track your stats—

She tracked your routines, kept your promises, and taped your schedule to the fridge.

She gave up sleep, weekends, and sometimes her own plans.

Not because she had to—because she wanted to be there.

Even when it meant standing in the drizzle on the sidelines with only a folding chair and a quiet hope you’d find your confidence again.

She wasn’t chasing a dream—she was guarding yours.

And somewhere between the drop-offs, the pep talks, and the post-match pizzas,

She taught you what showing up really means.

Here’s to the grassroots mums—

The ones who never stood in the spotlight,

Because they were too busy holding the light steady for us.

The score isn’t the most important thing, be your best self!