Another day to forget. Great name for a team Pimlico Strollers; sounds like a Victorian gay sex club.
The standard was terrible. It was park cricket . Still it was too good for me. They do things differently in park cricket. They appeal for everything that hits your pads. Batters chaperone new batsmen to the crease. They clap you in and clap you out. They even appeal when your stumps are scattered.
It was a sunny day in Alexandra park. Alexandra Palace sits above the ground. It’s is a stunning setting for a cricket ground. That’s about as good as it gets. The pavilion was neglected and daubed with graffiti.
A Pimlico Strollers man fielded right under my nose. This wasn’t a problem till he chose wave his arms round his crotch in a suggestive manner. He was preparing to catch the ball.
Had to blitz every ball. It was a 30 over smash. Scored 12 in a few balls and got bowled. Top it all by telling a tremendous fib to Scapa early and avoid umpiring.
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