“YOU’VE ONLY GOT 8? OH, WELL, OK WE’LL BAT FIRST THEN” – Revvin

 

SATURDAY 2NDS vs. TURNERS HILL, 9th August

 

Windy

- regaled us with stories of a 99 and 116 tally for another team – BORING – but we certainly weren’t entertained today. Caught for 23… still, he was heard to say “Lets bowl these f***ers out!” and got a couple of early wickets which set the mood nicely.

Griff

- promoted to number 2 this week, played his usual two scoring shots in his usual style, then caught on a heave-ho attempt. Too much influence from his opening partner could be in evidence…

Bazza

 - the distinct lack of action on the internet dating front could be a major influence on his lack of concentration at the crease. Two scoring shots, 10 runs, straight ball, off he walks. Get that PC warmed up baby!

Oram

 – must be sleeping with the skipper to claim the number 4 spot. Also must be very good, because he was bowled for a golden duck. D’OH!

Andy Thomas

 – claimed he hadn’t played for ‘years’, but the fact he held the innings together belied the truth. It was overdue for one of Revvins stand-ins to be a ringer! Steady 17 and the longest in the middle kept us in the game.

Revvin

 – failure to make a boundary from his classic ‘prone’ position must have unsettled the skipper today… or maybe 43 pints of Stella a day really does effect his play occasionally?? Nah, it was just hot. Stupid suggestion.

Bubbles

 – nobody was quite sure it happened and it’ll be a Staplefield myth within a couple of weeks, but a match saving 44? Amazed? So was everyone else. Nearly broke his 50 virginity, but it’ll have to wait for another day…

W*nk Manager

 – another unbelievable sight… the Mutant Hair Monster followed Bubbs and smashed a match saving 40 not out! Shame he ran out of partners, because he could have been another to lose his 50 virginity.

Davross

 – clearly interested in doing nothing towards the team effort on the field, but at least his coaching was right on cue: “Keep you’re heeeed up!” was the cry at 53 for 5… and they listened. Respect.

Pearly

 – another 0 not out (is he in your 20Twenty selection?), but what about his bowling? It’s a lesson in excellence: 4 wickets and the game was as good as finished. Literally. They only had 8 players to start with, so Winnie simply ran out of fodder!

 

Staplefield 163 all out

(Cooper 44, Pugh 40*)

 

Turners Hill 52 all out

Scott 8 – 2 – 4 – 36

Miller 6 – 5 – 2 – 2

 

Staplefield won by 111 runs

 

SQUEAL LIKE A PIG

 

SATURDAY 1STS vs. ROFFEY 3RDS, 16th August

 

Boycs                     Carried bat with 77 (bored). Did actually go at a decent rate when began to run out of partners (see below). Skippered and declined to bowl himself.

Squeal rating - 3 – Yeah, Ladyboy!

Shrubb Snr           Opening spell for a change with the absence of Pike at a ‘yoof’ concert. Apparently a new beat combo called the ‘Rolling Stones’ may have been performing. Then grazed in outfield with various ‘twinges’. These not evident when made quickfire 8 opening innings until clean bowled.

                                Squeal rating - 8 - Yee-hah!

Fuller, R                 Insisting in official communiqués with Roger Collins that he is called ‘Robert’ rather than Bob. Bob was installed as new ‘death bowler’ taking 3 wickets but also getting carted. Was ‘disappointed’ with lbw decision from Tom (not the first or the last to feel this way).

                                Squeal rating – 2 – no relationship with his bro

Moorman               Supreme confidence of skipper in Revvin who announced his arrival at the crease with a spanked 4 through the off side. Dramatic 17 runs ensued, 2nd top scorer on the day.

                                Squeal rating – 7 - Redneck

Miller                      Squeal baby. Long bowling spell with a couple of wickets. Showed it’s a big step up to the big leagues with 5 runs. Deliverance would be his tour music, no doubts.

                                Squeal rating – 10 – Bend and brace yourself!

Vorster                   We just need one of the middle order to get in and make some runs in support of the skipper. Zim strides out. He looks determined to make a few. Second ball, clean bowled for a duck. Was taken off by skipper immediately after bowling 3 overs and taking a wicket, never to return.

                                Squeal rating – 7 – Afrikaaner Boy!

Cooper                  Squeal like a piggie. Managed to avoid the blob with an appropriate single. Arrived 20 minutes late for the game after late-night / early-morning shagging performance, presumably using a blob.

                                Squeal rating – 10 – Oink, oink

T Barker                 Talk to me, boy. Non-fer once again. Turning circle now expanded to 12 metres. Looked most secure with the bat, until blobbed one up for a duck. Thanks for coming, go home.

                                Squeal rating – 2 – Too wide to be abused

Gazza                     Squeal, piggie. Spectacular in the field, including a great  catch off Winnie when he had to run to it. Most disappointed Liz wasn’t playing as he searched for a hug. No takers. Quack with the bat.

                                Squeal rating – 6 – Beat me, teacher

Davross                 Squeal for your mama, boy. Their opener returned, expecting to ‘mop up the tail’ at the arrival of Dave. Heed doon. He nicks one flying past the keeper for 4. Sheeeet. Nurdles another few runs. Heed doon. Slashes another one for 4. Och aye. Their skipper gets furious but just cannot get the ‘Rock of the Nets’ out. Heed doon. Eventually dismissed for an epic 12 runs of massive nuisance value.

                                Squeal rating – 9 – Ochhhh, sheeeeet

Winnie                   Squeal for your dinner, little piggie. Epic fielding performance where did not touch the ball for over 2 ½ hours. Devastating bowling spell, with their batsmen repeatedly complaining about how much his deliveries (like his breasts) wobbled in the air. Frustrated oppo with bat for several overs, before succumbing for his standard duck.

                                Squeal rating – 9 – Get ready, little piggie

 

 

DISGRACEFUL

 

SATURDAY 2NDS vs. WG GRACEFULLY, 23rd August

 

Windy                     Opened bowling and batting much to the disgust of all.  Then bagged 4 wickets and hit a 50.  We would have done the same given the chance.  Got ar*y with oppo batsmen after he failed to walk from thick outside edge.  Proceeded to wind one in short, hitting batsman in temple.  Hardly going to kill him at that pace though.

Ed Peters              Off white trousers reminiscent of the sacred Ed Parker.  Legged it around the field covering for the laziest fielding side for years.  You should never field near Winston and his dodgy groin.  Took a catch then entertained team with 1st duck of the day.

The Judge             Almost shared a 50 partnership for the 2nd wicket before being bowled.  Drove down to the match without owning a provisional driving licence.  Teenagers today.

Tweety                   Contributed 9 runs to the cause.  Spent most of the fielding time making sarcastic remarks to the batsman who didn’t walk.  Well, he was a cheating little git, wasn’t he?

Yule                        Took high catch to remove opener in 2nd over.  Failed to snare a wicket in 12 overs and watched helplessly as both 2nd XI cups were taken from a rather flimsy grasp.  Complained that he couldn’t see the ball.  Batted like it as well for 11 runs.

Bubbles                 Took the catch that wasn’t given.  Kept wicket like he was still drunk.  Looked like he was still drunk.  Smelt like he was still drunk.  Oh to be single again.  Another to complain of “bad light”.  Bowled.  8.

Moormanator        Seemed strangely accustomed to the dark.  Probably through years of drinking in late night bars in the Horsham area.  Would probably play even better if engulfed in smoke.  21 runs to all parts of the leg side boundary and they couldn’t stop him piercing the gaps.

Dance                    First ball clubbed for six, but recovered to take 2 wickets and challenge for the bowling cup.  Strange batting in a crisis though.  Insisted on running(!) quick (!) singles and allowing Davros, then Winston, to face the next 5 balls in the over.  Ploy resulted in two wickets and Bazza drop-kicking the helmet as we all walked off.  Unfortunately it was their helmet.

Ali                            New to the game, or so it looked.  Attempted to stop a waist high cover drive with his feet.  2nd XI expected to incorporate this style next season.  Winston and Revvin almost there already.

Davros                   Played out the first four balls like a Rock.  Then got bowled.  Had the opportunity to act as a runner for Winston.  Got changed instead.

Winston                 Pulled his groin during bowling spell.  Couldn’t run when batting so oppo decided to award runs “on merit”.  First shot judged to be “2runs”.  Quality cricket.  Got bowled anyway.  Took 8 minutes and 36 seconds to get to pitch.  We’d showered and gone home before he’d walked off it.

 

WG Gracefully 181 all out

(Miller 4-34, Dance 2-40)

 

Staplefield 151 all out

(Miller 57)

 

WG Gracefully won by 30 runs

 

 

PROMOTION? THANKS, THAT WILL BE LOVELY

 

SATURDAY 1STS vs. HARTFIELD, 30th August

 

Final game of the season and once again we are relieved not to be facing a relegation / promotion battle, although Hartfield had to hope they won and Lingfield got thrashed by Poynings to get promoted. Well, Lingfield obliged by getting stuffed, so it was up to us to play up and play the game …..

 

Murdoch                Promoted to opener and lasted 4 balls. 2 nifty catches in unfamiliar position of point.

                                Runs = 0. Wickets = 0. Catches =  2.

Kiwi                        The Pride of Wellington didn’t even get a chance to bowl. No worries, he opens the innings, the left-hand, right-hand combination obviously in Buckets’ mind. Lasts only a couple of overs though.

                                Runs = 6. Wickets = 0. Catches = 0.

Vorster                   The Pride of the Veld. Ya Ma Sa Pus. Blasted 23 runs, including a maximum in nearby field. Had them very worried until was caught for a change.

                                Runs = 23. Wickets = 0. Catches = 0.

S Barker                The Pride of Ifield. A hat-trick of catches, including a good low one at slip, but not off his son. 8 runs meant he could wave the batting cup goodbye.

                                Runs = 8. Wickets = 0. Catches = 3.

M Lee                     The Pride of MK. Hiding at number 5 in order to ‘cover’ batting cup challenger, Barker Snr. Hid in the field as well, trying to keep out of trouble with nuptials on horizon.

                                Runs = 11. Wickets = 0. Catches = 0.

Moorman               The Pride of Pride Brewery. Threw away the lead in ‘most innings without a duck’ with a spectacular golden. Scampering catch at mid on failed to make up for this.

                                Runs = 0. Wickets = 0. Catches =  1.

Shrubb Snr           The Pride of Sands. Back to first change despite the disaster that is Barker Jnr’s league season. Responded with 4 wickets at a tidy rate, in late bid for the bowling cup, with Bob Fuller absent on dodgiest pitch of the season. One boundary, and clipped one to short fine leg in the air. Gone.

                                Runs = 4. Wickets = 4. Catches = 0.

Barker Jnr             No Pride. Yet another Non-fer. Only 2 league wickets in his last 11 matches. Ouch. Managed to avoid the duck, but not much more.

                                Runs = 1. Wickets = 0. Catches = 0.

White A                  Usual mobility in the field – i.e. none. However, was sprightly when batting, and wandered out of his crease (a la Dermott) to be stumped for a duck, effectively sealing the ‘Tossers Plate’ Final for PB Tits at the expense of Shrubby. Not amused.

                                Runs = 0. Wickets = 0. Catches = 0.

Pikey                      Monster bowling spell of 20 overs, with great reward of 6-33. He knew he had taken 7 wickets before though, and told us this. Also avoided the duck but made just the single.

                                Runs = 1. Wickets = 6. Catches = 0.

White R                  A couple of nifty catches behind the timbers for the returning captain. He left for Tobago with his team in mid-table, and returned to find us in the bottom 4. Nice one. Another not out for the bionic one.

                                Runs = 6. Wickets = 0. Catches = 2.

 

HARTFIELD             86 all out

(C Threader 6-33, M Shrubb 4-21)

STAPLEFIELD        66 all out

(Vorster 23)

 

HARTFIELD WERE PROMOTED BY 6 POINTS THANKS TO OUR SPECTACULAR BATTING PERFORMANCE – CHEERS!

 


 

 

“I WANT TO GET MY CRACK SORTED OUT” – J Vorster

“MARK HURST ONCE HAD TO PULL MY FINGER OUT” – S Barker

 

SUNDAY XI vs. BURGESS HILL, 7th September

It was a pleasant Sunday afternoon weather-wise, Bradders won the toss and elected to bat. It was one of those games when runs and gay quotes flowed in equal measure ….

 

Judas (Cliff Bacon)

The child of Satan comfortably slipped into the role of innings anchor man given the absence of Mick & Pikey and scored at a woeful snail like pace. Hung around for a couple of hours for his 40 including 4 4’s, 2 6’s and 358 swing and misses. Kept telling Davros how great a bowler he thought he was in the pub after the game. Gay talk.

Splasher (Mark Shrubb)

Scratched around for the 1st couple overs before unleashing a few boundaries, scoring 60 out of opening partnership of 72. Absolutely distraught about breaking his bat and the thought of having to spend £100+ on a new one. Dropped a simple catch, dislocated his finger in the process and winced like a baby. Poof.

Prince William (Christian Hibberd)

Crafted 15 neat runs, including 2 boundaries using his new Peter Willey open stance. Well groomed blonde hair, posh voice, soft rosey cheeks …. knob jockey.

The Hairy Cornflake (Steve Barker)

Controversial. Did he get a nick or did he scuff the turf?  Batsman Steve & Umpire Zim say scuff.  Burgess Hill say nick.  Zim was called a f*****g cheat and Steve was called all sorts of nasty names.  But as Steve said, “do I look bothered?”.  He didn’t. Anyway, kind of irrelevant as 5 runs later Steve holes out to deep long-on in an attempt to increase the run rate. Was heard saying ‘Mark Hurst once had to pull my finger out”. From where we ask? Bandit. 

Packer (Greg Condon)

Ouzing class at the crease with a selection of perfectly timed cuts and drives in his quick fire 36. Unfortunate to be given out caught & bowled when it was dubious whether the bowler actually had control of the ball before letting it slip from his grasp. Even chipped in with a wicket when asked to bowl. Indulged in some rather odd stretching exercises in the field. Camp.

Zym-o-Weh (Jason Vorster)

Blatted a double quick barbaric 42 not out with the bat including 7 4’s and a brace of 6’s. Picked up a couple of wickets with the ball. Announced in the pub ‘I need to get my crack sorted out’. Was he talking about the damage to his bat or the prospect of a Larry Grayson look-a-like ramming his ring? Shirt lifter.

T*ts (Pete Bradbury)

Was quite clearly looking after his own average before the good of the team by not thrashing out at the 1st ball received (which was in the final over of our innings) but rather disgustingly watched the ball gently through to the keeper. Then nurdled what he claimed to be a “Caribbean style leg glance” to the fine leg boundary for 4. Had temper tantrum in the field and bellowed out “Come on Staplefield this is crap”. OooOOOoooh, get you nancy boy.

JD (James Dermott)

Hung over for the 42nd time this season. Didn’t bat but opened the bowling and picked up a wicket. Told his future sister-in-law that he loved her on the phone at the end of the match. He claimed it was a mistake as he thought he was talking to his fiancé. Strange thing was, his future sister-in-law reciprocated and said “I love you too”. Still doesn’t prove you’re not a batty boy. 

Chucker (John Hanson)

Chucked 6 overs and took 1 wicket. Convinced that we won the match because we scored more runs and took more wickets than them. How queer.

Bruce (Yvann Condon)

Opened the bowling and took a wicket which meant the most uncomfortable moment of the match followed. How are you supposed to celebrate with a 15 year old girl? What are you allowed and not allowed to do? Think about it. Lezzer.

Davros (Dave Ross)

Exterminated a batsman’s innings by taking a catch. Mincer.

 

WINDY FALLS FLAT

SUNDAY XI vs. TURNERS HILL, 14th September

 

Name

Bat

Bowl

Field

Attitude

Total/40

Comedy Moment

Van Brad

2

0

6

9

17

Prolonged discussion before game re tactics should he win toss in 40-over match – only to lose toss in time match

Van Biffa

4

0

8

9

21

Keeping wicket in a helmet – standing back

Van Hibberdette

6

4

1

6

17

Usual fielding dive over the ball

Van Packer 3

2

7

2

5

16

Wetting himself over Biffa’s very unfunny conscript memoirs

Van Zimmer

4

1

3

1

9

Padding up in a panic after several quick wickets – could have been timed out….

Van Dermott

6

1

1

1

9

Dropping a sitter at short leg off Pikey

Van Davross

4

4

3

5

16

Shuffling those old pins apart to facilitate the passage of the ball on its way to the boundary

Van Boycs

6

0

5

2

13

Did all the hard work against 2 excellent fast bowlers before spooning a gentle full toss into the covers

Van Pikey

3

1

6

3

13

Spent the afternoon complaining about the presence of pikeys on his football pitch “They’re bastards those pikeys” – couldn’t understand why we were laughing

Van Windy

0

0

0

0

0

Falling flat on his back attempting a mighty Zim-style slog – unable to move thereafter and had to call for his Pops to take him home

Van Moorman

0

1

4

2

7

Failed to do anything amusing all afternoon

Team Total/110

37

19

39

43

 

 

Lost by 9 wickets

 

 

SOD CRICKET

 

SUNDAY XI vs. PALMERS, 21st September

 

At 9.10am Sunday morning we still had the full compliment of players. By 9.15 we were down to 10. Pike called Pete to explain that he was very sorry but he was round Willy’s house laying some sod and if he didn’t get it down that day it would die, so won’t be able to play. Another Threader classic.

 

Splasher (Mark Shrubb)

Wouldn’t stop grumbling about his poorly finger, the big girls blouse. Didn’t seem that bad when he administered 2 direct hit run outs though. Promoted from no.2 to no.1 in the batting order. Looked to be a sound decision after the 1st ball of the innings was despatched through mid-wicket for 4. Looked like an awful decision when he was clean bowled the next over. Tangled the rope up after the game, which took 4 men 25 minutes to untangle. What was he doing?

Prince Wills (Christian Hibberd)

Took a smart catch at gully and was the best batsman on display.  A mature innings defying his tender and royal years. Blotted his copybook slightly by running out the new boy, an event  which signalled the end of our match winning opportunities. Got into the Staplefield spirit by goading his dad and calling him ‘Maurice’. Excellent. And he bought a round in the pub. Excellent.

Greg Condon (Grig Condom)

Was still suffering muscle fatigue from bowling marathon 5 over spell last week and could only manage 4 this week. Can still generate a bit of pace though and picked up a smart caught & bowled off their ‘danger man’ (this description was included at Greg’s request). Looked good when batting until a freak grubber fooled the old timer. Cracked some jokes in Latin in the pub after the game. Suffice to say, didn’t get too many laughs.

Zim (Jason Vorster)

Not sure Zim was in the right frame of mind after his lover’s tiff with Windy the previous week. Looked after the stumps for only the 2nd time in his career and made a pretty good fist of it. Apparently he makes a pretty good fist of some other things too …. just ask his ex. Didn’t quite have the timing with the bat, but still managed to find the rope with a couple of lusty blows. Apparently he’s had his fair share of lusty blows over the years …. just ask his ex …. and Windy ….

Mark Floyer

Another teacher encouraged into the bosom of Staplefield Cricket Club. Looks to be a useful bowler and was unlucky not to get more than 1 wicket. Took an excellent catch on the deep mid-wicket boundary off Bruce. Unfortunate start to his SCC batting career, being run out by the over excitable Hibber Jnr. Was the only person who understood Greg’s Latin gag in the pub ….. but then again, you’d expect that from an Ardingly School Master.

T*ts (Pete Bradbury)

Guided the team safely home to a draw with a stubborn brick wall innings, punctuated with the occasional flamboyant flay to the extra cover boundary. Highlight of Pete’s day was receiving a text from Pike in the evening. It read something like, “I’m so, so sorry for pulling out today, please, please, please forgive me and let me play next week, I’ll even do the teas”. Surely the greatest gift Pike could give us would be to not do the teas?

The Tennessee Trucker (Dave Ross)

Produced a wonderfully presented tea with all the sandwiches cut into cute little Aberdeenshire triangles. Took a catch in the field and saw his bat score over 50 runs (of which Dave contributed 4 …. Hibbe Jnr also used his bat….). After the drinks break in the field, rather bizarrely rolled his shirt sleeves up and put a Tennessee Trucker’s cap on. Yeee-ha, that’s a big 10-4 Smokey.

Maurice (John Hibberd)

Devastated that his son can now openly call him ‘Maurice’ without the threat of being rolled over his father’s knee and given 6 of the best. It’s been a long time since John has given out 6 of the best and his bowling figures will stand testimony to that.

Bruce (Yvann Condon)

2 wickets and a catch capped off a busy and expert display in the field. Still not allowed to change with the rest of the team, just in case James Hegarlty or Frapper Bradbury turn up. Completely embarrassed by her father’s Latin joke antics in the pub.

Kendo (Frank Pugh)

Tidiest bowling figures of the day. Was disappointed not to be given a higher berth in the batting order as he claims to be in the top quartile of SCC batsmen on recent form. He’s got a case. Chimed in with his own Latin speak in retaliation to Greg’s outburst, but no-one was listening.

Doris (Christian Threader)

Laid 20 square metres of turf and sent a text message.

 

 

DOUBLE TROUBLE FOR WEST BLATCHINGTON

SUNDAY XI vs. WEST BLATCHINGTON, 28th September

 

This was the team we beat on the last ball earlier in the season and they were therefore top of everyone’s list for a call if we had a spare fixture which we duly did. Optimism was running high before the game as they turned up with only 9 men, however nerves were even higher as the oppo skipper claimed to have a ‘lightning quick’ opening bowler up his sleeve.

Tits lost the toss as usual – it’s been a waste of time him bothering to go out there this season – so we were in the field. Our aging opening attack of Badger and Packer 3 whinged non-stop about their aches and pains with Grig in particular dramatically clutching at his right shoulder after every ball.  Their replacements weren’t much better with Splasher whining about his finger and Pikey about his hangover whilst desperately trying to cling on to the bowling cup. Finally Zim, the other contender for the bowling cup, Hibbe and Cricket Girl finished off the innings as they were all out for 124.

In a desperate attempt to recover lost ground (boom boom) from the Willy’s garden fiasco of the previous week, Pikey produced the tea although the hand of Nabob was evident from the preponderance of Branston pickle on the ham sandwiches, not to mention on the cheese sandwiches and on the egg sandwiches, plus of course, on the pickle sandwiches. Meanwhile Skeletor and Hibberdette desperately tried to whinge and whine their way out of opening the batting to no avail.

Duly helmeted, they marched out in trepidation to face the lightning quick, only to find he was first change and no more than brisk medium. An opening stand of 63 had the only moment of controversy when Little Hibberd was caught behind, refused to walk and had to be fingered by Pike. This was followed by a 4th wicket stand of 34 between Grig and Davross, who celebrated his promotion up the order with a brave 2 off 24 balls. Finally Van Brad marched out into the middle (to cries of “Run him out Grig”) to hit the winning run – his only contribution to the entire game. Afterwards in the Tanners, no-one could remember the last time we did the double over someone – over to you Statto.

 

Badger      10-1-27-2                Grig          5-2-5-0                    Splashy    10-1-23-1                Pike         8-0-38-2  Wizza        4-0-16-1                Hibbe       2-0-3-1    Brucette     1-0-2-1 

 

Batsman

How Out

Score

Catches

Drops

Fashion (10)

Biffa the Bacon#

b

35

0

4

0 (cardigan)

Hibbe the Junior

ct wk

30

1

1

3

Zim the Wiz

b (of course)

10

1

3

0 (cardigan)

Davross the Dross

b

2

0

0

9

Grig the Packer 3

Not out

39

0

0

3

Van Brad the Tits*

Not out

1

0

1

1

Hibbe the Senior

DNB

 

1

0

4

Splashy the Digit