Gadge.

[Twodogs]

Started with a new club, still calling pretty much everyone 'mate' but I dont think I've ever seen a better effort than this in 25 years of a tragic cricket career.


One of our old players called Gadget happened to be in town from Adelaide last week and comes along to watch and drink stubbies the first day of our match only to get roped into playing in the thirds in borrowed whites and boots. We bat first Gadge bats at 6 and swipes the bowling for an over and makes 15 odd. Huge bloke-Christ knows how they found boots for him-and the other blokes say he's 'pretty quick'.


We've got eleven overs at them before stumps and 'pretty quick' turned out to be an understatement. We walk out on the field and Gadge takes first over into the wind. I'm walking to first slip with the 'keeper and we go ten metres, fifteen metres, then stop a good cricket pitch back. "Are we foxing the batsmen or is really this quick?" I ask the 'keeper and all he said was "Just move back a bit more". I was wondering why everybody looked the other way when the captain said 'slips' to us as we walked on. "I"ll do it" I said and the captains eyes lit up, I should have worked it out then.

He had the perfect slinging action, bowls at a million miles an hour picks up an early wicket and takes a catch in gully, drinks heaps of beer and disappears back to Adelaide. The captain tells us not to let the opposition he wouldnt be back next week. Wanted them to stew on the prospect of him having two opening spells at them for the week

Rock up last saturday morning and there's Gadge! He'd drived overnight from Adelaide, he takes five for and we win on the first innings-we ended up losing outright but that's another story for another day.

I dont think I'll ever play with a bloke keener to have a game of cricker than Gadget. He's a legend.

[Sockeye Salmon]

Started with a new club, still calling pretty much everyone 'mate' but I dont think I've ever seen a better effort than this in 25 years of a tragic cricket career.


One of our old players called Gadget happened to be in town from Adelaide last week and comes along to watch and drink stubbies the first day of our match only to get roped into playing in the thirds in borrowed whites and boots. We bat first Gadge bats at 6 and swipes the bowling for an over and makes 15 odd. Huge bloke-Christ knows how they found boots for him-and the other blokes say he's 'pretty quick'.


We've got eleven overs at them before stumps and 'pretty quick' turned out to be an understatement. We walk out on the field and Gadge takes first over into the wind. I'm walking to first slip with the 'keeper and we go ten metres, fifteen metres, then stop a good cricket pitch back. "Are we foxing the batsmen or is really this quick?" I ask the 'keeper and all he said was "Just move back a bit more". I was wondering why everybody looked the other way when the captain said 'slips' to us as we walked on. "I"ll do it" I said and the captains eyes lit up, I should have worked it out then.

He had the perfect slinging action, bowls at a million miles an hour picks up an early wicket and takes a catch in gully, drinks heaps of beer and disappears back to Adelaide. The captain tells us not to let the opposition he wouldnt be back next week. Wanted them to stew on the prospect of him having two opening spells at them for the week

Rock up last saturday morning and there's Gadge! He'd drived overnight from Adelaide, he takes five for and we win on the first innings-we ended up losing outright but that's another story for another day.

I dont think I'll ever play with a bloke keener to have a game of cricker than Gadget. He's a legend.

To fill some people in, Twodogs is playing at my old club (I'm long retired) and I played with Gadge many years ago.

It's fair to say Gadge isn't too worried about long drives.

We had a cricket trip to Bendigo (don't laugh, they have pubs like anywhere else) and at about 3.00 am Gadge is all upset because his girlfiend had given him the arse a few days before.

The girlfriend had gone to her parents farm in Dubbo for a while so, at 3.00am and so drunk he can barely walk, Gadge decides it's a good idea to drive to Dubbo to win her back. A few of us try to stop him, but as Twodogs says, he's a big man.

He drives though the night and it takes him about 10 hours to get there. When he gets there, her father comes out and says "she doesn't want a bar of you. **** off". So he gets back in his car and drives home.