What's the worst way you ever got out in a match?
I was playing in a semi final chasing 257. When I went in we had slumped to 7-122. It must be noted that I was no great shakes as a cricketer, but enjoyed playing.
Our #3 gun bat was still there so I tried hanging around with him while he made the runs. I lasted the 40 minutes to tea & was not out 17. We had put on 50 odd when the gentle medium pace trundler pushed one down the leg side. It flicked my thigh & the keeper caught it.
I never thought about it, even as he was the only player on the ground to appeal. I couldn't believe it when the umpire raised his finger to give me out. The square leg umpire just shook his head as I trudged off in despair.
As I walked off one of their fielders really gave it to me. Whilst sulking as I took my pads off (surprised the bat never killed anyone given the strength with which I hurled it) he fielded nearby. I couldn't help myself as I was only 17 & fearless (read young & stupid) & decided to give him a bit back. I called him all sorts of unmentionable names, even challenged him to resolve it after the game.
Unbeknowns to me he was a martial arts expert (sensei something or other) who ran the local dojo. Fortunately he ignored me.
We had managed reduce the deficit to around 70 when the number 10 batsman went in. Like me our # 10 hung around & also made 21 whilst featuring in a 50 run stand. He was caught in slip with the 3rd delivery of the new ball.
Our #11 bat was a slogger & couldn't block to save himself. When he went in we still needed 19 runs. A couple of lofty blows, one bisecting the deep mid wicket & deep square leg fielders, the other first bounce into the fence over slips (why they didn't have a 3rd man I'll never know) & before too long we needed only 7 runs to get.
A mistimed slog over the offside by our #11, dollied straight to my mate sensei in the covers. We couldn't believe it as he grassed it, having seen it slip from his grasp about 3 times as he attempted to juggle it & reign it in.
We got up to win by 1 wicket with our #3 scoring an unbeaten century. As delighted as I was with the win (& subsequent win the following match in the Grand Final chasing 340 odd, only losing 5 wickets in the process) I still feel aggrieved with this particular dismissal, perhaps due more to what was at stake.
Like everyone else who's played cricket I've copped my fair share of poor umpiring decisions & I'm sure they even out in the end. This one tho still rankles.
I was playing in a semi final chasing 257. When I went in we had slumped to 7-122. It must be noted that I was no great shakes as a cricketer, but enjoyed playing.
Our #3 gun bat was still there so I tried hanging around with him while he made the runs. I lasted the 40 minutes to tea & was not out 17. We had put on 50 odd when the gentle medium pace trundler pushed one down the leg side. It flicked my thigh & the keeper caught it.
I never thought about it, even as he was the only player on the ground to appeal. I couldn't believe it when the umpire raised his finger to give me out. The square leg umpire just shook his head as I trudged off in despair.
As I walked off one of their fielders really gave it to me. Whilst sulking as I took my pads off (surprised the bat never killed anyone given the strength with which I hurled it) he fielded nearby. I couldn't help myself as I was only 17 & fearless (read young & stupid) & decided to give him a bit back. I called him all sorts of unmentionable names, even challenged him to resolve it after the game.
Unbeknowns to me he was a martial arts expert (sensei something or other) who ran the local dojo. Fortunately he ignored me.
We had managed reduce the deficit to around 70 when the number 10 batsman went in. Like me our # 10 hung around & also made 21 whilst featuring in a 50 run stand. He was caught in slip with the 3rd delivery of the new ball.
Our #11 bat was a slogger & couldn't block to save himself. When he went in we still needed 19 runs. A couple of lofty blows, one bisecting the deep mid wicket & deep square leg fielders, the other first bounce into the fence over slips (why they didn't have a 3rd man I'll never know) & before too long we needed only 7 runs to get.
A mistimed slog over the offside by our #11, dollied straight to my mate sensei in the covers. We couldn't believe it as he grassed it, having seen it slip from his grasp about 3 times as he attempted to juggle it & reign it in.
We got up to win by 1 wicket with our #3 scoring an unbeaten century. As delighted as I was with the win (& subsequent win the following match in the Grand Final chasing 340 odd, only losing 5 wickets in the process) I still feel aggrieved with this particular dismissal, perhaps due more to what was at stake.
Like everyone else who's played cricket I've copped my fair share of poor umpiring decisions & I'm sure they even out in the end. This one tho still rankles.
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