The second half of the cricket season began today with a one day match
against Wenty Leagues - our clubs arch enemy!
In the first game against these guys this year, we struggled to beat
these snotty 16-17yr olds who sledged us mercilessly regarding our
significant years on them and our, on average, significant girth on
them. But we won, and had the last laugh.
Today, again we were greeted by the same young guys (first year out of
junior ranks methinks) who basically didnt seem too fired up for the
game and were very much still on holiday mode. This showed on the field
as we ran right threw them to bowl them out for just 45 runs. Mind you,
they batted for 21-22 overs and their run rate was abysmal. Their
application to batting was horrendous and yet according to our 12th man
Enoch who was scoring; they seemed to continue to rate us as the "worst
bowling attack they have faced". Considering we are running 2nd to
date, this is a big call.
Anyways, we got to a tieing score of 45 without loss in only 12 or so
overs before yours truly got himself bowled trying to slog the winning
runs and then my opening partner Will got himself out next ball
LBW trying to do the same.
We sent in Big Nards (he of a significant girth) to slog the
winning runs over midwicket.
It was 4pm on a Saturday afternoon, some 2-3 hours short of scheduled
stumps. What to do in such a situation? We goto the pub of course...
where we probably had more excitement in trying to win the meat tray as
we discussed the need for Sydney's Greater West to have a classy topless
waitress bar with a good bistro... but that story is for another day...
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