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« KATIE CHALLENGE | Main | SCAVENGER HUNT » July 8, 2002CRICKETWhen the batsman hit the cricket ball half a mile in the air and straight in my direction, I was confident that he would be walking back to the pavilion a few seconds later. I positioned myself and waited for the ball to descend, hands ready to cradle the ball. Now, when it comes to cricket, I'll be the first to admit that I'm a tad rusty, but there was simply no need for the ball to fly straight through my hands and land DIRECTLY on my collar bone. AND THEN, as if that wasn't painful enough, another catch soon came my way. The batsman struck it sweetly and if I knew that if I dived, I'd be able to get there. The ball was travelling at quite a pace and I was sprinting across to get it. As it descended, I flew through the air at full stretch, arms flailing everywhere. I got my fingertips to it, but couldn't prevent the bastard from hitting me right on the cheek bone. I wasn't very happy by now, and in the middle of a relaxed, friendly game of cricket in a quaint, peaceful village, I lost my rag and, at the top of my voice, yelled "THIS F*CKING GAME". Next week I'm going to wear American football kit. Posted by jonola14 at July 8, 2002 9:55 AM Subscribe!Comments and now I have a black eye. Posted by: Jonola at July 8, 2002 5:48 PM Crikey, cricket as a contact sport. Only you could manage it... Posted by: Wibbler at July 8, 2002 11:19 PM my eye hurts Posted by: Jonola at July 9, 2002 11:46 AM "keep your eye on the ball" he said. Posted by: Jonola at July 9, 2002 12:19 PM Post a comment |