Post rant a good warm up. Good HPL, good chat, and a healthy team environment as we gathered around to watch Mantarro torch a effigy that strongly resembled a 6 foot 6 NSW Cricket communications manager. Im not really sure what happened there.
It was hot and the surface looked flat and all roads led to batting. The coin toss fell our way and out strode Sammy and Doherty.
Before the team had sat down properly Mantarro was disrobing after receiving an LBW in the first over. Jarryd and Fisher were then bowled in quick succession and when Doherty, Big Cox, Tunwell and PTBDK – OOTG soon followed the coves were in all sorts of trouble at 7/46.
The Skipper was not amused at this stage. In a foul mood, strolling around the ground brooding and with the Allan Border scratch of the beard going on, this particular author was fearing for his eardrums – if last week’s spray was anything to go by. Davo and Dodds set about restoring some semblance of respect, taking the score to 78 before the degenerate nicked one to first slip and was given clear directions as to where the sheds were.
The mood darkened further in the Mantarro camp… as the lads feverishly took a peek under their cars looking for devices that may be strapped to the bottom.
Davo was working hard for his runs and had been a standout in the innings thus far. He opened his shoulders a little, including a massive bomb straight that cleared the two storey pavilion. Meanwhile, Joey was hanging in with him and seeing the ball very cleanly. Mantarro then added to his appalling day by clapping Davo’s 50 while he was on 49. Sure enough next rock the silent assassin was in the sheds – massive fines there.
At 9/120 with farmer striding to the crease, there was a mad scurry to get the whites on and hit the field shortly with at least something to bowl at.
What followed rivaled Ian Skinner’s legendary 100 for skill, importance and execution. Joe hit the ball cleanly, rode his luck and dispatched the ball to all parts of the ground on his way to a magical 100 not from a peter cross like 81 rocks. Just as importantly, Farmer stuck with him with an important contribution of 14 for a club record last wicket stand of 95. It was great to watch, plenty of heart and courage and typified that character that we have showed as a team for most of the year.
Lane Cove all out 221 with a chance to press on the massive psychological edge we had gained as a result of the last wicket stand. Joe (who else???) opened up with a good spell from the end where the pitch doesn’t fall away and picked up 2 poles to make it a solid allround day. Farmer and Big Cox chipped in with one each but more importantly the intent and intensity was there in the field.
4/20 at stumps.
Much to do next week – as we all know you never have the green men beaten until you are shaking hands with them
6000 – The amount of Rums Joe Scarcella had on Saturday night.
4 – The amount of X’s that sit on the inside label of Sam Mantarro’s trousers
10 – The number of times Peter Cross blew up when he found out the Diddy had taken his double century poster down.
1 – The number of Lance Cove cricketeers that have scored 100 and taken 5fa in the same year since John Lloyd was born
7 – The number of second grade cricketers ejected from licensed premises on Saturday night.
Well done Joe, great dig mate. Lets not let him down next week boys as it would be a waste.
Sky Muppeteers take on the Macquarie University Students in round 20 of TCC
Watching two Poms bat and hoping they do well is not a familiar feeling
Arriving at the ground saw Shower Man needing to be collected from Artarmon station. Zorba handed Nev the keys to the Tzikas mobile and was subjected to John Farnham’s Greatest Hits blaring though the stereo at rock concert levels. Interesting method of pre-match gee-up there Marty, but I digress. Actually, no I don’t, because following on from Farnsey’s greatest was a little bit of Andrew Lloyd Webber’s classic – Jesus Christ Superstar. That’s riiiyyeeettt – Marty, you are our sweet heart and ‘thooper-star’ – complete with Spirit Fingers. The fact that this came a week prior to the Mardi Gras may, or may not, be a coincidence. I’ll let others be the judge on this strange case musical irregularities.
Sharples and Schooner came together and kept the runs ticking over with Sharples smashing one hard into the top (read, VERY top) cross bar at the Epping road end. Jesus Christ Superstar did his best not to have to bat but had to come out for 1 ball. Which he doinked for 4 which got the coves to 244 and the 2nd highest score in TCC this year. Excellent effort lads. Excellent effort.
With the pill, Frankenbits and Chewy opened up very well and had us off to a steady start. Sharples got back into the action with a good catch at gully, then a miraculous diving save that appeared to save one run but whist horizontal he let go of the rock and smashed the stumps down from side on. Oh, and beat the batsmen too. Sharples direct hit run-out 1, batsmen 0. Franko picked up 2 poles early doors before the Mac Uni batsmen finally realised the condition of the wicket and started putting on the runs. Marty and Front Loader were unlucky however a batting brain fade had the Mac Uni skipper run out with a classic yes-no-sorry. This started turning the match almost comfortably within Lance’s hands and when we picked up their other batsmen it was a fait accompli as they say in the classics. Macquarie University all out for 172 chasing 244. Was probably a little closer than we’d like, fielding was average to ok. Mad props to Chewy, Sharples and Ladies Man who fielded well – but the rest of us had a stench that would have equalled the remains of the 2 Chicken Tikka rolls Dodds consumed on Saturday Night.
Good win lads. Hurrah. Left our run too late which is a pity as the side we now have would comfortably be in the top 3. Oh well, more opportunities to support our beloved 1st grade in their quest for finals glory in March. We love you guys!!! Hoo ha! Oh, and yes you too 2nd grade. And 3rd grade. And 4th grade.
So, 2 rounds to go. This Sunday at Tantallon and then Saturday at Jubilee against Balmain to bring this little season home with a bang. I won’t ask you to come down and support as you probably have better things to not be doing. But, if you could just see it in your hearts to head down to Tanty and cook some dogwoods this coming Sunday – Marty (Superstar) and Nev would be appreciative.
Final words – Keith, has done a sterling job with Tantallon. Is really a treat to play on Trent. Bryan should be paying you more. Bryan.
Partnership with Ladies Man and kept well
Doinking, fielding, runouts
4 poles. General b00bery.