This Cricket Ball has some good memories attached to it. some years ago an Officer collegue and myself spent over an hour practicing in the nets at the Adelaide Oval, in South Australia. It was a great time, and plenty of fun in the State's first class training facility. Although our skill level was not on the level of the elete in South Australia, we felt like we were the elete.
There was a time when, as a batsman, I was in fear of the ball. The fear of failure, injury, disapointing my teammates, and simply getting out. That is not the case in these days. In my early days I was a Bowler and my stock ball swung away from the right handed batsman. To that end batting was the other thing you had to do at the end of your teams innings. With the passing of time, and many injuries, bowling is very much in the past. I have over recent years been elevated to the role of Opening Batsman. It is a role that I enjoy, particularly when we get our innings off to a good start. Saturday I was the first to get out, being caught by the wicket keeper in the third over. I still enjoy the challange of facing the new ball. A bit like life, really!
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And not many tackle the new ball like you Brian. And by the way we have started using those 4 pieces on the mats now, which nullifies the swing quite a bit,not to mention costing the club about $15-$20 more for a ball!!
Life can be like a cricket ball! I can remember some hard knocks when I played at school! Ouch!
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