I was opening the batting in a Saturday league game against a team who are the landlords for the team I play for on Sundays, and for whom I have turned out on a couple of occasions.
2nd over of the game, still on 0, the ball brushes my hip and heads down fine past the keeper. It should be an easy two leg byes, but just after I have turned for the second run, I absolutely stack it and end up spreadeagled in the middle of the pitch. Thinking I have no chance of making my ground I don't rush to get up, but they throw to the bowler's end and a flicker of hope is raised. I scramble up, but in the process my cap falls off. Instead of leaving it where it is and sprinting to make my ground, for some bizarre reason I turn back to retrieve my cap before trying to make my ground, only to be run out by a yard or two.
So embarassing, and unfortunately I am reminded of it everywhere I go.
Haha! You picked up your cap. That's priceless!!! What do they call you now - Indiana Jones?
During a cup quarter final, we sledged the (No Swearing Please) out of their No. 6 who was barely 5'5" with an over-sized helmet, and the voice of a 3 year old. His pads were too big, and he looked SO scared!
We were clearly well into their exceptionally long tail, and they needed well over a 100 to win at about 7 and over. He missed every ball he played at for the first five or six ...
We wanted Bilbo Baggins out of there! Spirits were up, and we were surely romping home to an easy victo ...
Did he just square cut our quickest bowler for a four? Luck!
Ah, so he did it once more. Pure luck. No need to worry!
Third time ... um, luck?
We decided, in our unbridled arrogance, that he only had the one shot. We'd contain him - lets move a couple of men squarer.
And then he unfurled two of the sweetest cover drives I ever saw! We took a man out of the leg side and fortified the covers a bit more!
He moved across and flicked us mercilessely to mid wicked, and just when you thought it couldn't get worse, he ran down the track out our only "quick" and slammed him for a one bounce four right over his head.
It was sheer fortune that he was caught out before he got beyond fifty - a good catch on the boundary. Turns out he played for the university, though I don't know if he got his blue at lords ...
That's the day we learned our lesson - in cricket, looks don't mean anything. Never underestimate a batsman. You will rue it.