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I’m not sure one match counts as a season, but after ten years of being involved with Muff Field Cricket Club, I finally made my playing debut at 41. I’d always resisted because I’m about as sporting as a teapot. I hadn’t run for at least ten years and had never faced a cricket ball with a bat in my hand. What could possibly go wrong?
Our last game of the season was against Yeadon 3rd XI. We lost the toss and began in the field on a very wet day. By the second over, our hilly outfield and my lack of running practice had combined to put me on the ground, aggravating an old knee injury. I tightened my knee strap, took some ibuprofen and carried on. I nearly fell over again, got hit by the ball hard enough to leave my arm numb for an hour, and was stationed at first slip, which was every bit as frightening as I’d expected. Thankfully, the ball had the good sense to go the other way.
At least I got to enjoy the legendary tea break as a player. I thought that might be the highlight of my cricketing career. Then I was told I was batting at No. 5.
It turns out No. 5 comes around surprisingly quickly at our level. I walked out to a huge and entirely undeserved cheer. My first over was mostly swings and misses, but I was still standing when it ended, which felt like an achievement in itself.
At the start of my second over, I edged one up the hill for four. The cheer this time felt a little more deserved, and even the Yeadon lads applauded. With the duck avoided, I gained a dangerous amount of confidence. I missed the next ball completely. The bowler then apparently aimed one straight at the stumps, but I somehow sent it past him and down the ground for another four.
For one glorious moment, Temu WG Grace looked ready to silence the doubters.
One more over brought us all back to reality. I was bowled for 8 off 17 balls, including two fours, and limped away using my bat as a walking stick. My cricketing career may have been brief, but I couldn’t have asked to spend it with or against a better group of people.
I can neither confirm nor deny that my eyes were shut while I was batting. I do know I spent the afternoon smiling, and I came away with a couple of fours and stories I’ll be telling in the clubhouse for years.
I could picture you clearly ailing, flailing but not failing with the bat, Matt. Best wishes to your knee for its service.
Thanks for this read!