You forgot the obligatory being called gay for playing cricket (... or any other sport which wasn't Football) and the odd kid that turns up wearing his school shirt and fielding in his school shoes.
I work at a very privileged boys school these days - The kids don't know they are born! Sightscreens, Clubhouse, Umpires, Their own kit, Tours, no daisies on the square... Different world! No-one gets 'Gas-Masked' the communal box there!!
Sight screens, no need for those when you have red trees one end and a birch building at the other.
Clubhouse, we were lucky to be let in the sports hall to get changed!
Umpires, we had a science teacher with a lazy eye and a hearing aid, he was the only one who volunteered!
Those of us who played for a club had our own kit, which we had to share as the school budget never stretched to a cricket kit bag.
Tours, we played an away game once when nobody else had booked the ancient minibus, close enough...
Daisies on the square, we didn't even have a square, just a wonky strip of mowed lawn on a football pitch!
I'm starting to think I went to the wrong school!