This is posting 100, so how appropriate that I had a cricket theme in mind.
Joe had saturday morning game, the last in the usual tide of events until after the school holidays in February. Summer weather it was not. I sat scoring while being frozen by the unelenting wind. The boys in the game strugled to bowl into the wind and looked like Brett Lee with it.
Joe’s figures 4 overs, 1 for 12. He was player of the day for his bowling and a fine catch behind the stumps with the gloves on.
In the afternoon we went off to the Basin Reserve to watch NZ play Sri Lanka, who it appears are always over here! A small crowd watched in the chill wind. Not pleasant, and certainly not Perth.
NZ are set to lose the game after a low 1st innings score, and Sri Lanka looked comfortable without having the need to push on. Probably too cold for them as well. We only arrived for the last session, but even Joe wanted out before the end of play.
And then home to watch the Ashes live……shite. A painful experience watching the bowling being hit all over the ground, and what opportunities came England’s way not being snaffled.
All not helped by fact that here we receive the Australian Channel 9 coverage, so I had to listen the endless gloating and laughing. Much rather get English commentary with misery and saying how shite they are.
Trip to Melbourne looking to be more of a punishment now. Though Big Al sitting through 4 days(5 looks improbable) of Perth in company of Aussie mates must be an effort.
How many times have I told myself that sport is not worth getting worked up about?
One has to say that Englands performance down under was one of the most spineless in living memory….however Australians clearly planted our stumps man to be a complete duffer (in press here known as a walking wicket)…anyway, darts WC starts tomorrow and Phil ‘The Power’ Taylor is English.