Fathers win two run thriller!

Gilly (MVP) top scored with 28 (not out) and took a hat trick making it a hat trick of hat tricks in rounds two, three and four. Sheer brilliance. Legend.

Itchy factored into the run scoring with an equal top 28 (not out). Luck never entered into it and Itchy chopped wood like it’s never been chopped.

CAPTAIN NORRIS chipped in a positive contribution with 22 runs and 1 for 21. But Norris was not pleased. Especially after Gladdy and Madman conspired to let a dribbler through for five runs when the batsmen were all at sea off Norrisses bowling.

There were CAPTAIN’S FINES aplenty. MVP Gilly copped one for abandoning his post, preferring a position in the field and running a bit of a master class.

Madman earned a CAPTAINS FINE CREDIT for a few deliberate head high beamers in the first over, thus setting the tone for the match and earning his teary eyed Captain’s respect and admiration.

Billy the Kid took a tidy 3 for 10 taking a brilliant caught and bowled and earned a FINE for the NON-Hat Trick.

Itchy bowled an absolute PEARLER, a Yorker that was an away swinger to the right handed batsmen. Itchy had cajoled him into thinking it was going down leg side and didn’t really offer a shot. It swung in, barely clipped the back of the batsman’s leg and cannoned into leg stump. BOWLED AROUND HIS LEGS! With undeniable brilliance, the match was turned.

SAO copped a rather vocal Captain’s FINE when he reckoned aloud that with the run chase at 139, Norrisses Captaincy was at an end. Norris was not pleased. SAO responded by putting 6 runs on the board under extreme pressure batting with Itchy in a second skin winning partnership worth 34.

Choco had already done the damage with a 22 run stand in the opening partnership with Gilly and chased down the skin by a run.

Norris took strike in the premiership partnership and played a looping false stroke into the air in the midwicket region but the gap had been found and 4 runs were on the board. Norris ducked two pacey bouncers, only one of which was called a wide. Gladdy and Norris saw off the wayward pace men and were run out just the once taking the 139 run chase to 126. Gladdy valiantly charged down the pitch on the final delivery looking for a seven to take the skin but the edge was found and two was added to the total of 42.

Madman strode onto the court with Billy like it didn’t matter what the run chase was. It would be got. Madman took strike, a nervous single was taken, and it was MATCH ON! There was a run out in the first over but Madman calmly dictated with a clean 7 off the next ball. The total was 137 with three overs to come. There were two nervous run outs in the second over and the boys were on 134. Only five needed for victory from the next two overs. No worries. Billy cracks a 2. Madman cracks a 2. Scores level. Billy on strike and tickled a nervous single. The Fathers are in front. Madman gets run out. Minus 5. Billy hits a 2, Madman hits a 2. Scores level again. Billy hits 2 and then Madman finishes the over by smashing it straight back at the bowler off the ground, off his foot and into the back net for 5. Fathers lead by 7 with an over to come. Time to head to the car park for a beer. No problem.

Madman gets a 1 and then Billy gets caught edging into the air, caught off the back net. Uh oh. Three consecutive 1’s ensue and then Billy gets caught again. The lead is 1 with two balls to come. Madman on strike and the boys scamper a nervous single. Billy on strike for the final delivery, Fathers lead by two. Last ball of the match. It’s pitched short and going down leg side.
You just let it go, say no thanks to the ump for the re-bowl, and the match is won.

Nope.

Billy decided it’s worth smashing. He top edged it into the back and side nets down leg. It hovered for an eternity and Billy watched it as intently as anyone in the WICC. The wicket keeper and a fielder ran beneath it. T’was a sitter.

They dropped it.

Billy decided to take off for the single.

Madman sent him back.

THE MATCH WAS WON!

A picture tells a thousand words. Click here for a larger version of the run chase chart.

All’s well that ends well…

SAO certainly set everything right in the car park with catering provisions deserving of a majestic win. There was an equal distribution of lights and Stella’s and Choco was careful on the lights. SAO barely escaped with esky in tact.

Next WEEK 9:30pm
Players
1. Our Kylie
2. Norris (Captain)
3. Itchy
4. Zippy (Beers) - make sure you're there in the car park by 9pm Zippy (and everyone)
5. Choco
6. Gladdy
7. SAO
8. Gilly

Our Kylie (Champion) is back for a match!

Support Crew: The Mayor, Snorkey, Gristle, Freaky, Kev Prez, Harmie, Hugo, Singer, Newman,
Madman and Billy are OUT. Gilly is in DOUBT.

Champions of the world

The WICC Wiccly
Reporter Nads
16 January 2008

Fathers, welcome back after another top night……remember, folklore is made right about here somewhere.

97 to 164…Father’s victorious…A match full of highlights. Here’s a few:

After years of diligent backyard practice – windows broken, familial relationships tested….. quote Jasper ” daddy, what is a stump?? And why do I always have to be them?” - and having never quite successfully enacted a run out in a long and glorious career…upon Gilly bowling, Norris, with conviction, takes the gloves and throws down the bowlers stumps from keepers end (with gloves on). OUT!! ….champion.

Perhaps we should get him to wear a pair of gloves no matter where he fields……. I’ll play it again….Like Einstein's third law, time seems to stretch, the moment slows, we all sit back, like with TV remote in hand, we watch the replay, asNorro dexterously swoops, gathers, releases, the batter is closing in on the crease, but the closer he gets the more the slo of the mo kicks in, the ball tracers in, Nads at bowlers end readies to receives the yellow bullet, but he is made redundant with the ball smashing into the stumps, batter stranded………thinks Norro…” hmmm, happy now, thanks Jasper for all those long afternoons of (target) practice”

Itchy, notorious for his sublime footwork in the field (ie. Stopping the ball, picking up the ball, throwing the ball, all just with the use of his left instep), has a complete extreme makeover (mind meltdown), and picks up the ball with his meta carpals (after all these years of honing your foot skills, itch, what were you thinking??…. Potentially a career defining moment, putting a career on the line without even a split second moment of consideration)……but we gotta hand it to you itch, as not once, not twice (mate, I lost count), he takes the ball in hand, in that dreaded long off corner – a position made famous be the enigmatic Snorks (but where is he now – show us your sheep_ loved the touching swing video – I didn’t realize how sensitive you are), and Inzy, for his perpetual pirouetting (Inzy, it’s called cricket, not frigan Madam Butterfly) – and Itchy releases, demolishes the stumps – Itchy… you legend.

Madman – at short cover, a sublime gather with the left hand, transfer, turn and throw… another run out… but where were you when we needed you in the carpark, when accosted by those 4 foot tall teenagers. We could have done with your years of constabulary experience. Perhaps you could have posed the question “where did you get those UDL’s, and you, you handsome technicolour pride fellas, did you sell some to those kids”” Instead the comment was left to the Beat police that showed….. what an inane, and utterly rediculous question… what could 7 aging gay pride champions gain from off loading a few UDL’s??? My take is that those young constables just wanted a piece of our action… and why wouldn’t you??

Sean – nice commentary on the kids… incisive observation that their parents (or more pointedly, their two fathers) were just leaving the carpark as they arrived.

Once again a fine display of clean hitting, and express softening them up bowling (thanks Harmy) prior to unleashing the straight and full delivery to obliterate the stumps)

What is it with Gilly??? How many times does he grab the ball off the back net and blindfolded, back handed, flick it into the stumps for the runout. Last night, not sure about you, but I lost count. Next week, would someone bring him a pumpydoll??

And what an unsuspecting partnership he seems to be forming when he puts Norro behind the stumps. The Gilly bowling demon/Norro “just call me Rod Marsh ” partnership, always bring a cascade of wickets – perhaps one of life’s anomalies…I don’t know.

And what about the Hugo short leg fielding flick back to keeper Norro manouvre. From where I was standing it was worthy of the Go Nads unco weekly (GNUW) award… there seemed to be arms and legs everywhere – although I wasn’t sure which belonged to who… there was a moment when the two bodies seemed to merge as one….perhaps its something that only brothers can hope to understand…. I certainly didn’t get it, but a wicket resulted and the GNUW award is, for the first time, shared (and well deserved)…… which brings us to Hugo.. can bat, can bowl, can strain medial ligaments, and can take out the GNUW and sitter of the match award in the same match. Admired by all. Top work Hugoss.

Kermie – well wasn’t it just a delight for us all to see that he is human. Let me set the scene-> Norro, knowing the Father’s need to get off to a good start with their run chase, he opens the batting with the trusted Kermie, Kermie to face. First delivery faced he pops a powder puff to short mid on..OUT…(hard luck mate).. next ball run out.. The father’s are heading south.. good work Kermster…. But for mine his night does not really begin until the WICC post match woodland carparkventure. Here he is always found brainstorming (mostly on his own… but he needs no help)….. it would appear we are all now headed for a destination with a father’s working bee homemade wood fired pizza oven… Yes folks, we are not long from unveiling the first ever homemade Founding Father’s Supreme (easy on the anchovies)… Where would we be without that sort of clear Kermie direction. He already has a role for us all to play…. I’m just not sure how the Spanish sheep and olive combo is gonna be worked into it. But a Founding Father’s Supreme has got to have a few surprises, so Snorkel my friend, I’m sure you’ll play integral role.

For me the match was quite personal.

(1) What is it with guys hitting bullets my direction at subterranean level. Frig, have you taken a look at me, I’m no teenage 4 footer, my hammy’s are stretched to the max in just getting out of bed, and these guys expect me to catch the ball down there. Well, I had to oblige.

(2) And it was time for me to purge – sorry Gilly, but I needed a not out at bat, and unfortunate for you but you had to take the consequence of my batting misdemeanours.

(3) And for me, last night, it was about the carpark, two weeks running and the father’s just don’t seem to want to go home. CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD

PS: We flogged the twats.

Nads


Next weeks game is at 6.50pm

Team is:

Gilly
Itchy – acting captain
Nads – beer (not Light Ice you tight arse) boy
Kermeee
Madman
Harmy – aka Sean
Chocco
Miccy – are you ready to don the baggy gay pride?