Your funniest/most interesting cricketing stories
I'm sure there's some funny cricketing stories out there for all of us cricket tragics who play on the weekends during that time of the year wherever you are. Please feel free to post some stories on here from your playing days and weekly adventures. @|
To get us going i'll share a few.
Story 1
My first ever season of senior cricket was played with our old coach from juniors (who was our captain) as well as a bunch of others guys i played with in juniors as well, mixed in with a couple of guys who I hadn't met until I started training at the club. This game was our second and my first ever game of two-day senior cricket as we had played a one-day match the week before.
Our opponents were Doubleview and they decided to bat first. They batted pretty slowly and we had them all out for about 120 halfway through the third session. I opened the bowling and had 0/18 from nine overs, not a bad return but could have a couple of wickets if things had gone my way. Anyway, it was our turn to bat and we soon slipped into trouble, stumbling to about 3/30ish before an old Commodore crawled its way onto the curb and up onto some grass next to the road. The park we played at was small with a big enbankment shortening the boundary on one side and some practice nets cutting part of the other side. The grass was pretty spongy so scoring runs wasn't easy.
Anyway, this commodore pulled up onto the grass, smoke starting to pour out of the engine. It pretty much died on the grass, not far from where we sitting which was next to a toilet block and a small canteen area. A young guy comes out and looks under the bonnet, not realising that the smoke is getting worse by the minute. He eventually moves away but sticks his head into the backseat to look at a few things. The smoke is getting worse and is really black now, pretty dark too. Our captain (who is a cop) starts yelling at him, telling him to get out of the car. He doesn't hear so more of us started yelling at him with one of the parents starting to move toward the car to pull him out. Meanwhile, the game was still going and I was scoring so I couldn't really take my eyes off the game for too long but I still had a pretty good view of what was going on. Suddnely, the car catches on fire and the guy in the car realises and high-tails out of there, running off with some stuff, leaving the car which is now burning sitting there on the grass. Our skipper then tells everyone to run around to the other side of the toilet block in case the fuel tank explodes which would really make things interesting. Soon we hear sirens and the fire engines show up, putting out the car which is now burning quite well. Play had stopped now with all of the players on the pitch, watching this burning car get put out. Our captain then grinned and pipes up "I bet this is the only time that anyone has said 'fire stopped play'."
The car got put out and we went back to playing for a remaining few minutes of the day. We went onto win, one of our batters finished stranded on 99 not out after the number 11 was clean bowled the next week.
Story 2
The next season the side I was in was playing in the one-day competition, 35 overs each, 1:15pm start-time. It was a tough initiation as we were playing in division one of the one-day comp where textbook cricket shots weren't exactly the stroke of choice and there were many sloggers who favoured long on and cow corner. Pretty disheartening for some young guys still new to senior cricket who bowl good line and length yet see the ball disappear for four.
Our game was against Tuart Hill in the city who were also struggling, in poorer form than us. The ground was smallish on one side but big on the other and it was quick so runs were pretty easy to get. They scored about 185 off their 35 overs so we were going to have to bat well to win. Due to the nature of the comp, only the best grades get two umpires and we only had one so one person from the batting side had to go square-leg. On this occasion, it was "Ducky's" turn (no, not his real name and no, nickname is not for obvious reasons either), one of the more interesting people at the club and also one of my best friends. The best way to describe Ducky is that he doesn't think before he speaks really but he is a good friend nonetheless.
Anyway, Ducky goes out to square leg looking like he's walking the red carpet at another shitty Nicole Kidman film premiere. He's also wearing a pair of sunglasses to make him look extra cool. It's the end of the over and the umpire changes ends, fielders cross etc, the usual things happening. One of our players plays the ball out to the boundary and they go back for the second, the throw is good and he's in trouble, the keeper has the bails off, the batsman looks gone and there's an appeal to the square leg umpire. Wait, where is the square leg umpire? Where's Ducky? We look in amusement and hysterics as Ducky is at the end where the umpire is, looking at the same crease and the same set of stumps. Our whole team piss themselves laughing for about five minutes as the umpire inquizitively asks him why he is at the end same end as him and why he failed to change ends at the end of the previous over. The other team start to have a crack at him too, asking him why the hell he wasn't at the right end in language too crude for this post. I suspect they knew the batsman was out as well. With no-one to make a call, our guy was given not out and continued batting with the other team giving Ducky some very dirty looks.
Ducky comes off at the end of the over and someone else goes out in his place. Everyone is still laughing, still is disbelief at what happened. We ended up winning the game with about an over to spare, the batters who was "out" ended up making about 30-odd. It's still one of the funniest things I've seen in a cricket game to this day.
Story 3
My last one to start us off involves the same team from story two and the same opposition. Towards the end of the season at the same ground, we played each other again. This time we batted first in an attempt to set a good score first up.
Anyway, we were going along at a quick pace when things started brewing on the field. One of the fielders and the keeper were having a bit of a discussion but nothing happened initially. Soon after, they were at it again but arguing this time, the fielder was being a bit lazy, letting through some fours at short third man and the keeper wasn't too pleased. The keeper then let a few byes through a short time later so the fielder retaliated accordingly. The keeper then let another bye through so the fielder again had a go at him. This time, the keeper turned around to look at the guy who was still at short third man and flicked his gloves to the floor, marching over to him with his fists up ready to fight!!! They ended up pushing each other for a bit, the keeper wanted to rip the fielder's head off but their teammates managed to calm them down and play continued, not before our side went into hysterics, not quite able to believe what was going on.
The fielder turned out to be one of their opening batters. He go out early on and copped shit from the rest of his side cause he has been acting like a clown for most of the day after continuing to carry on like a pork chop after things were settled down in the initial confrontation with the keeper. He ended up packing up his stuff and leaving after he got out. Turned out he was into bodybuilding and used steroids.
So, that's what I have. Please feel free to post your stories, whether they be funny or just quite interesting. @|
I'm sure there's some funny cricketing stories out there for all of us cricket tragics who play on the weekends during that time of the year wherever you are. Please feel free to post some stories on here from your playing days and weekly adventures. @|
To get us going i'll share a few.
Story 1
My first ever season of senior cricket was played with our old coach from juniors (who was our captain) as well as a bunch of others guys i played with in juniors as well, mixed in with a couple of guys who I hadn't met until I started training at the club. This game was our second and my first ever game of two-day senior cricket as we had played a one-day match the week before.
Our opponents were Doubleview and they decided to bat first. They batted pretty slowly and we had them all out for about 120 halfway through the third session. I opened the bowling and had 0/18 from nine overs, not a bad return but could have a couple of wickets if things had gone my way. Anyway, it was our turn to bat and we soon slipped into trouble, stumbling to about 3/30ish before an old Commodore crawled its way onto the curb and up onto some grass next to the road. The park we played at was small with a big enbankment shortening the boundary on one side and some practice nets cutting part of the other side. The grass was pretty spongy so scoring runs wasn't easy.
Anyway, this commodore pulled up onto the grass, smoke starting to pour out of the engine. It pretty much died on the grass, not far from where we sitting which was next to a toilet block and a small canteen area. A young guy comes out and looks under the bonnet, not realising that the smoke is getting worse by the minute. He eventually moves away but sticks his head into the backseat to look at a few things. The smoke is getting worse and is really black now, pretty dark too. Our captain (who is a cop) starts yelling at him, telling him to get out of the car. He doesn't hear so more of us started yelling at him with one of the parents starting to move toward the car to pull him out. Meanwhile, the game was still going and I was scoring so I couldn't really take my eyes off the game for too long but I still had a pretty good view of what was going on. Suddnely, the car catches on fire and the guy in the car realises and high-tails out of there, running off with some stuff, leaving the car which is now burning sitting there on the grass. Our skipper then tells everyone to run around to the other side of the toilet block in case the fuel tank explodes which would really make things interesting. Soon we hear sirens and the fire engines show up, putting out the car which is now burning quite well. Play had stopped now with all of the players on the pitch, watching this burning car get put out. Our captain then grinned and pipes up "I bet this is the only time that anyone has said 'fire stopped play'."
The car got put out and we went back to playing for a remaining few minutes of the day. We went onto win, one of our batters finished stranded on 99 not out after the number 11 was clean bowled the next week.
Story 2
The next season the side I was in was playing in the one-day competition, 35 overs each, 1:15pm start-time. It was a tough initiation as we were playing in division one of the one-day comp where textbook cricket shots weren't exactly the stroke of choice and there were many sloggers who favoured long on and cow corner. Pretty disheartening for some young guys still new to senior cricket who bowl good line and length yet see the ball disappear for four.
Our game was against Tuart Hill in the city who were also struggling, in poorer form than us. The ground was smallish on one side but big on the other and it was quick so runs were pretty easy to get. They scored about 185 off their 35 overs so we were going to have to bat well to win. Due to the nature of the comp, only the best grades get two umpires and we only had one so one person from the batting side had to go square-leg. On this occasion, it was "Ducky's" turn (no, not his real name and no, nickname is not for obvious reasons either), one of the more interesting people at the club and also one of my best friends. The best way to describe Ducky is that he doesn't think before he speaks really but he is a good friend nonetheless.
Anyway, Ducky goes out to square leg looking like he's walking the red carpet at another shitty Nicole Kidman film premiere. He's also wearing a pair of sunglasses to make him look extra cool. It's the end of the over and the umpire changes ends, fielders cross etc, the usual things happening. One of our players plays the ball out to the boundary and they go back for the second, the throw is good and he's in trouble, the keeper has the bails off, the batsman looks gone and there's an appeal to the square leg umpire. Wait, where is the square leg umpire? Where's Ducky? We look in amusement and hysterics as Ducky is at the end where the umpire is, looking at the same crease and the same set of stumps. Our whole team piss themselves laughing for about five minutes as the umpire inquizitively asks him why he is at the end same end as him and why he failed to change ends at the end of the previous over. The other team start to have a crack at him too, asking him why the hell he wasn't at the right end in language too crude for this post. I suspect they knew the batsman was out as well. With no-one to make a call, our guy was given not out and continued batting with the other team giving Ducky some very dirty looks.
Ducky comes off at the end of the over and someone else goes out in his place. Everyone is still laughing, still is disbelief at what happened. We ended up winning the game with about an over to spare, the batters who was "out" ended up making about 30-odd. It's still one of the funniest things I've seen in a cricket game to this day.
Story 3
My last one to start us off involves the same team from story two and the same opposition. Towards the end of the season at the same ground, we played each other again. This time we batted first in an attempt to set a good score first up.
Anyway, we were going along at a quick pace when things started brewing on the field. One of the fielders and the keeper were having a bit of a discussion but nothing happened initially. Soon after, they were at it again but arguing this time, the fielder was being a bit lazy, letting through some fours at short third man and the keeper wasn't too pleased. The keeper then let a few byes through a short time later so the fielder retaliated accordingly. The keeper then let another bye through so the fielder again had a go at him. This time, the keeper turned around to look at the guy who was still at short third man and flicked his gloves to the floor, marching over to him with his fists up ready to fight!!! They ended up pushing each other for a bit, the keeper wanted to rip the fielder's head off but their teammates managed to calm them down and play continued, not before our side went into hysterics, not quite able to believe what was going on.
The fielder turned out to be one of their opening batters. He go out early on and copped shit from the rest of his side cause he has been acting like a clown for most of the day after continuing to carry on like a pork chop after things were settled down in the initial confrontation with the keeper. He ended up packing up his stuff and leaving after he got out. Turned out he was into bodybuilding and used steroids.
So, that's what I have. Please feel free to post your stories, whether they be funny or just quite interesting. @|