The one game I excelled at as a batsman! I can’t bowl for sugar but give me a bat and a big ego of a bowler and I can guarantee he would have been in tears after three overs!
Personally, I love the game and would be playing still had it not been for brawls in the President’s grade…
My brother had the chance for first class glory but lacked the diplomacy (read he didn’t lick the right… well you know) and had an unnatural arrogance coupled with a potty mouth… he lives in Australia now which suits him every well!
I even played in Sweden in their first class one day competition!
In the days of radio, the cricket commentary along with the sound of lawnmowers meant a long, hot summer of joy!
Polly… sometime opening bat!