Category: Nets

Any net action will pop into this category.

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Nets 3 – Exercise not paralyze!

Thursday evening at 6pm we hauled ourselves along to a different set of cricket nets, those to be found at Holland Park. To be honest, they are not of the highest quality. No markings to be found, the nets at the back half down and sagging and worst of all, it looked like there were tractor ruts at the bowling crease. However, that aside, we did manage to get a decent couple of hours of practice in.

Here follows my naff video ~ but slightly amusing.

Andrew Sewell Bowls
Andrew Sewell Bowls

Those present were Yuri [that’s me], Ilyeva Lunch Hour (Oli), Rob (still awaiting some naming!), Huds, Andrew and his son Owen and a passer by called Matt! Circulating through batting and bowling there were enough of us there to not paralyze ourselves for the next day!

Poor Rob ended up facing Matt, our visitor. He protested at years since he last bowled but soon was pummeling the body of Rob with a series of paced balls. Sorry Rob!

Huds
Huds

I want to introduce you all to Huds (Menhaj Huda – Huds!). He is new to the team and is a very good all rounder though he professes his bowling is where he is best. Looking at his handling of the bat, i know he will be a happy addition to the side.

 

STOP PRESS:
It seems that we may well be given a meeting place to hold gatherings, drinks and pre-match discussions: The Union Club on Greek Street. Although we have to cross the eyes and dot the Ts for the first meeting, they have very kindly agreed to give us a home – Yipppeee! More news to come.

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Nets 2 ~ More folks required!

Hello Comrades! Nets#2 were last Thursday and a very good amount of work was done. In fact, too much. There were only three of us there, Commissar Jason Griffin, Comrade Andrew Sewell and my good self, Yuri. So by the end of two hours and forty nine minutes of ball whacking and bowling we were exhausted. Please try and get along to the nets as it is bloody good fun!

Comrade Commissar, Jason Griffin, now to be known as Foxski, was in fine form and inherited his name from his bowling style which is splendidly deep, high and long. A magical twist in its tale proving very foxing for the batsman.

I should also like to take the opportunity to introduce you all to Comrade Andrew Sewell (nickname still awaiting).

Andrew was eager to get back into the square and feel the smack of his ball against bat. It had been a long time of course, for all of us! We were all suffering by the end and limped off to the local pub for refreshment. Before i mention Comrade Commissar, Tony Dickie… here is some net action:

Poor old Tony! He battled for several hours to get to the nets in time but the A40 took a victim there. All we could do was recount tales to him of boundaries that would have been and bowls that would befuddle any bat. He did fine service in getting the decrepit comrade commissar premier Yuri home, though. Always grateful, Tony!

How about some last minutes net action this Thursday?