A happy-go-lucky English rambler dude goes to New Zealand for a year. Here he interfaces with some of those he left behind and details his nefarious activities. Or summat.
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Friday, May 31, 2002
Annoyingly, my Indoor Cricket injury prophecy turned out to be correct.
Although surprisingly the person i should have been watching out for was one of my own team mates, rather than opposition fast bowlers. I was bowling, and went to back up for a run out attempt, Dean (I think his name was) launched a throw at the stumps. Directly on line, but about 3 feet too high - at the same height my mouth. The phrase you're looking for is "Ouch". Although i pronounced it "ARGLEFLRGHH" at the time. Happily no teeth had to be spat out, although yawning and chewing are a bit painful still.
It was much more fun than last time, as i didn't completely disgrace myself. I hit a '7' off the opposition's crappy bowler, and would have ended up with a positive score (I got -2) if a un sportsmanlike opposition bowler hadn't popped me out at the non-strikers end after running in to bowl. How low is that?? My bowling was also improved (Only 4 wides in three overs), however as my deliveries were within reach of the batsman, it meant they got spanked for a whole load more runs. I'll be working on bowling faster than 10mph next week.
Even fielding was fun & all action, with plenty of dives (Missed the ball usually, but they looked great i'm sure) and body checking of the runners - unintentional obviously.
