On April 21st I participated in the Maori Rugby league tournament. My team was practising for months to prepare us for the big tournament ahead. The training was so tiring and exhausted because of fitness running up and down constantly for 2 hours. We also practice our haka to respect our opponents for each game. The day we went down to rotorua was exciting and fun. We got to choose our own hotel rooms to stay. Then slept and woke up ready to destroy teams on the field. The first games went very smooth thrashing all our opponents by a huge margin. The next day we were all nervous for our quarter finals against kotahitanga because they were the previous champions for 2023. Kick off started and everyone was hungry to win. It was tough game but we just won. Onto the semifinals against Australia our confidence was still high but with a few of our players missing swe ended up having a disappointing loss. After the finals we had a prize giving and a chance to be selected into the New Zealand Maori team. Our chances were thin because of the large numbers teams with an outrageous number of 42. As soon as I heard my name called I got up with pride but it was the most nervous moment of my life.