Having had, by all accounts a very successful tour, we were delighted to play hosts to a touring team ourselves Cuxham (New South Wales). Like all Antipodeans this lot wouldn't shut up. After every ball it was "Oh great ball ritchie" and when batting "Oh great shot" even when the batsman had just about managed to get the bat to the ball. I am painfully aware that it's something that I failed to achieve, however my sentiments remain: SHUT UP!
So with that off me chest... Cuxham bowled, and bowled well, one of their sprightly openers has not learnt that if you're going to bowl fast you need to warn us by taking a long run up, having us in all sorts of trouble, and claiming a few wickets here and there. They also had a nifty spinner, who took an incredible one handed diving catch in gully to remove a stunned fuz. Bomber looked in good touch, Jonny also contributed, but when Kaz and Old Sam were in the middle the scoreboard started to tick along at a much faster rate. Sam was making some lovely clean shots, dispatching their last bowler into the field for a lovely six, and Kaz was edging effectively as well. In the end we posted a modest 103-6.
Cuxham's opening pair strode out to the crease, looking all the bit profesh in their matching kit, they walked back to the pavilion with their tails between their legs, having been on the recieving end of some great bowling from Jonny and Fuz. We were back in the game as we steadilly took more wickets, credit going to Tim for a great full length dive topped off with a majestic catch. And to Jonny for a backwards jog, a solid catch, and an arse over tit fall topped off with concussion.
Some dodgy scoring (though who can tell the difference between Kaz and Claridge anyway?) saw the new skippers plans scuppered. Cuxham did eventually knock the runs off, and it was a closer game than many would have anticipated.
So back to the pub where we shared some grub, and Lockey bought his half jug for a duck, I bought a jug for my golden duck, and Bomber bought his half a jug for dropping the tour.
Next week its the Tappin Cup...
5 comments:
Well, I watched the game myself- I was the professional looking chap in a jacket & tie- I'm sure you will have noticed me- I earn £175 per hour, so you were lucky that I decided to give you £350 worth of my time for nothing ! Anyway, I digress; I believe this was a shoddy performance by my club. As a specialist batsmen, I know a little application is required, rather than those airy fairy shots you played, and those catches you referred to were not so difficult, in my book. So the reason we lost was the team selection- next time Pick ME ME ME & Co and we'll win. OK ?
For £175 an hour can you make sure it doesn't rain on Thursday?
Children- I'm seriously fed up with you people pretending to be me. It stops right now or I will consult with a lawyer. You have been warned.
I can recommend a good lawyer if you need one ?
I just looked at the scorecard they have on the Cuxham website and it looks like they flogged you fairly comfortably
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