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Golden Duck. Third of the season, on second last game of the year.
End of season anxiety disorder has taken hold. The symptoms? A nothing to look forward to glaze in your eyes and jambes lourdes brought on by fear of the unanswerable: what’s the point of winter? Another brilliant Finchley deck; bowled by a thirteen year old on it. After the game, the kid bowled for another hour in the nets. And they say youth is wasted on [...]
Eascote at home. Terrorised by the Eastcote express. They had a young fast bowler who charged in and bowled everything; bouncer, yorker, slower ball, round the wicket, over it. I was dazed. I had no idea where, what he was going to bowl. Yet fear of that ball, the one at your bonce, to anticipate it, beat it, duck it, swerve it , is indescribable. Fright and joy all in a short breath
The best attack I’ve ever faced in a mid-week friendly. Two bowlers with 2000 wickets between them; Desmond Haynes and Jimmy Adams amongst them. It was testing stuff.
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Where to start? First the back story but please try to get to the end of this very long post. There’s a good punch line
Back in the 2nds. How? Don’t score a run or take a wicket. It always works.
League match. Batted on a thin red line deck for a long time for very little. Some batsman get their kicks from sticking around, toughing it out; me I’d rather join the BNP which might be possible very soon if they cave in to the Equality and Human Commission order that they accept ethnic minorities or face prosecution. Three cheers for political correctness gone mad. Christmas has come and dont get a dog for christmas, join the BNP.