Category: Cricket

So you thought you were going to win at last?

Second ODI between England and Australia.

The ninth wicket fell at 244, leaving James Faulkner and Clint McKay to face the music for the last six overs, 57 runs behind the target of 301.   Now James is a recognised bowling all-rounder, but Clint is, let’s face it, a nice guy, a good fielder and a talented bowler, but he’s not quite sure what a bat is for.   His batting average is about 10.

Everyone – on-field spectators (35,000 or so), media commentators, yours truly and the entire England squad – was convinced that England were just a few balls away from their first win of the tour (no, the game against the Prime Minister’s XI doesn’t count).   The Barmy Army all had beautific anticipatory smiles on their faces.

Five and a half overs later, after the most enthralling demonstration of how to avoid being out by facing as few balls as possible, from Clint, and an incredible master-class on how to hit effortless fours and sixes when the chips are down, from Faulkie, we had won, with three balls to spare.

The most exciting and mind-blowing one-day-er I’ve ever watched. 😀

Spot Soutie

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So there I was yesterday, watching our sports news channel when a small clip on the 2013 performance of my Southern Kings appeared, as the camera panned the crowd after we conceded a try, I thought to myself “hey, that’s where I sit!”

So I rewound the programme (aren’t these new satellite receivers marvelous) and sure enough there I was!

Certainly a pic for my scrapbook.

(sorry about the flash, no, the chap in the foreground isn’t holding a torch, but .. well I’m sure that you understand)

Oh, Jaques Kallis retired from first class and test cricket yesterday, I’ve got his career stats on my pic, neat 🙂 )

Washing up

This has nothing whatsoever to do with cricket, no, if I was thinking of writing on the 3rd test in Perth, titles such as “Washed up” or “Beached” would be more appropriate.

As I helped out with the chores earlier today, a thought crossed my mind, when it comes to washing up I’m very much of the chuck ’em all in and I’ll clean ’em as they surface! (Or if they remain stubbornly submerged, as I get to ’em.)

Now Mrs S, has the lot on one side and washes them in order, I’m sure that there’s a logical system of some sorts but I never hang around to find out!

So, my question to colleagues is. Are you like me, chuck the lot together and clean each item haphazardly or do you have a system?