Quokkas Cricket Club

• 09Aug

  Delusions of Adequacy

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  Odney Club CC 224-6  (Skip 2/11, Professor 2/29) bt Quokkas CC 109 (Skip 27, Snoop 23) by 115 runs

  

  The lovely Odney Club Ground

  England’s green and pleasant lands besides the river Thames of the Royal County were rudely interrupted by a badly attired chap winning the toss and electing to field. The opening bowlers, one sinister looking with devilment in his eye, the other blonde like a choirboy, toiled away as the batters gave it a jolly whack. Their replacements, a very tall fellow and a stout yeoman spinner from the colonies, also were on the receiving end of some biffing, with only a catch by a scholarly looking fieldsmen the reward.

  Replenished and rejuvenated by weak orange drink, then came the badly attired chap and his scholarly companion. They both slowed the flowing runs dramatically with a brace of the finest wickets each for not many at all. There were also some overs from a gentleman of american persuasion and an unfortunately chinned cove, whom dropped one that swapped airspace with the local flying contraptions. Both received a generous portion of tap from the batting side. A calamitous run-out from the last ball had the batsmen 224-6.

  

  Very tall fellow faces brisk youngster

  The motivational efforts of a nice cup of India’s finest were put to the strain during tiffin. The badly attired chap not finding many volunteers for opening the innings. Weak excuses of vintage innings containing ducks, golden ducks and platinum ducks issued forth from the be-chinned one.  Finally, our chosen valiant first pair marched out into the middle to face the brisk stuff of the young, lithe and energetic chaps of the bowling side. He of the lemonade-based drinking habits bought it second over, quickly followed by the sinister looking one whose attempts to decapitate one of the quicks, only resulted in him being C&B.

  The unusually monikered “Snoop Robby Rob” tried cunning to unnerve the opposition with his masonic wardrobe and batting reminiscent of a bygone era. And succeeded for a time he did, by jove, as attempts to get him to hit out were thwarted. Once he was finally dispatched to the pavilion, the horsey posh batsmen, the american gentleman and the yeoman spinner followed in an instant.

  

  What an odd bunch of ne'er do wells

  The very tall fellow did unleash a unusual combination of the defensive prod and the long handle as he and the badly attired chap made a stand for a while. But the brisk fellows returned and the tail did not wag. A poor show, for even if the Quokkas had batted twice, they would have not emerged victorious - the wicketkeeper’s helmet being fourth top scorer.

  Adjournment then to the adjacent hostelry, no longer the enforcer of a strict dress code much to the relief of the badly attired chap and the very tall fellow sporting an unusual new training shoe design. Much local ale was consumed as we reviewed the damn good thrashing and exchanged feeble excuses for poor performance with the victors, whom graciously supplemented their hospitality with more jugs of local ale. Hurrah!

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• 02Aug

  Harpooned by the Whalers

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  Whalers CC 213 (Smithers 3/49, Terrible 2/21) bt Quokkas CC 127 (Ches 39no, Evil Dave 21) by 86 runs

  A pre-match warm up of jazz, champagne cocktails and greasy fried chicken ensured the Quokkas were well lubricated, if a little jaded as they looked to get back to winning ways against the Whalers. As the best summer in years rolled from July to August, a slightly overcast start quickly made way for yet another very hot one. Eight weeks of non stop sunshine meant the Chiswick Oval outfield bore a close resemblance to a desert with its very own heat shimmer and three squares appearing as mirages. At first glance, a batsman’s paradise. No prizes for guessing who fielded first, but after the Pakistan-style collapse the previous week, perhaps it was wise of Skip to stick them.

  Seeing the opposition warm up, yes stretches and everything, immediately unnerved one or two Quokkas, but that was put quickly to the back of the mind once we discovered we had only nine players. A few stretches of our own gave a running late Ivan Knievel enough time to bunny hop the sleeping policemen to give us ten. This became eleven as a fielder from the opposition was generously offered, putting Skip into a quandary. With the Whalers a man short, the search at tea for a volunteer to reciprocate the offer would be an unenviable task.

  The Quokkas side and its supporting crowd was bolstered by several generations of Bradleys, who put talks of house sitting in the Australian outback to one side, to give the side a balanced look with experience and much needed brummie accents. The Quokkas started well with Chris `Pavlenchnko’ G opening the bowling with Evil Dave. Michael holding style runs up all round and no lack of pace either with Chris beating the bat on countless occasions without reward. Evil responded with some decent stuff of his own, but after eleven overs, amazingly we were still wicket less. Time for Skip to turn his arm over and it’s wasn’t long before we had Bowled Bradley, Caught Bradley in the book, with a smart catch from the better looking of the two. Not bad work for a man with two replacement knees. After five more excellent overs (1-24), Skip looked like he needed a couple of replacements of his own and maybe a new back, groin and set of lungs as well.

  Time for some spin, but unfortunately the ball was deemed `too shiny’ by Ches as he tried to explain why he was bowling like he was blindfolded. However, this seemed to work to his advantage as the shine didn’t last long and the second wicket fell. The batsman playing no shot to a straight one followed by his usual ferocious appeal left the umpire with little option. No more than the Quokkas deserved after some tremendous work in the field by Binman, Egg and Tom the Yank, who kept boundaries to a minimum and dodged the geese crap that littered the outfield to equally good effect. 

  

  Geese (Crapus Maximus)

  Binman’s hard work was rewarded by being brought into the attack and his graceful angling tweakers kept the pressure on. The Egg’s mystery balls joined the party and amidst one or two boundaries the wickets started to fall. A lofted catch taken by Ches near the boundary was put into the shade by an amazing full length diving catch from the Egg that would grace any 101 great catches video. Egg then followed that with a smart run out and only a wicket of his own was missing to cap a tremendous day in the field. Binman eventually took three in the match (3-49) and becoming the Quokkas all time leading wicket taker. No idea how many that is, but there were suggestions of Muralitharan like hauls.

  The Skip kept the Whalers guessing with another cunning bowling change and The Terrible responded by grabbing two wickets for himself (2-21). Best figures fell to Tom the Yank, who bowled with great accuracy and craft to give him 1 for 1. A secret bowling weapon appears to have been found. Despite these great efforts the Whalers had garnered a very respectable 213 for 9 at the close of the innings. Perhaps not having a scoreboard was a good thing after all.

  Tea came and went with talk of test matches, tours, weddings and run chases. In the mean time Skip had negotiated a runner for Bradley Sr and Egg padded up. A bright start immediately saw a clipped four off Bradley Sr’s legs and the chase was very much on. An edge to slip two balls later and it was off again. The runner had not been required and we deprived of a keystone cops like moment that was sure to occur.

  This early blip behind them, Skip and Shandy set about steadying the ship and then started to get things moving with some fine shots through the covers. For a time it looked at though the Whalers attack was not to be feared, but a few straight balls later and Shandy (11), Tom the Yank (6) and the Terrible (6) joined the sunbathers. This brought Chris Pavlachenko to the crease and he helped himself to a membership of the Prime club with the first of his two blobs.

  At 50-6 it looked an uphill task, but this rollercoaster innings was lifted again as Ches immediately latched onto a short one that was despatched for four. Skip then smashed one himself and hopes were yet again raised. Not for long though I’m afraid as the partnership was broken by a kamikaze run out with Ches standing his ground and Skip (17) failing to make his. Time for Evil with his mixture of leaves and fours to lift the spirits as he and Ches took the game to Whalers. They put on 40 odd before the growing run rate took its toll and Evil succumbed for 21. The pace continued with Egg finding the safest places in the ground to chip balls to until he was eventually caught off a top edge for 4. With partners running out Ches decided to play for his averages and two extravagant hoiks later saw Binman and Pav again back in the hatch leaving Ches high and dry on 39 not out. The innings closed at 127 all out and it was time for a much deserved pint and scotch egg.

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• 27Jul

  Theatrical Quokkas produce farce at Tusmore

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  Quokkas CC 60 (Skip 24) lost to Tusmore CC by 9 wickets

  The Tacoma Narrows bridge 1940, Greg Norman at the ‘96 Masters, Barings Bank 1995. Some great collapses in history that pale into insignificance to the woeful Quokkas at Tusmore 2010. A fine and sunny late July afternoon gave forth to carnage as the Tusmore bowlers rapidly scythed through the Quokka batsmen. It even made the Aussie test side look high-scoring. 

  It had all started so well. Skip and Faggy, looking to impress his watching missus, opened and looked in control, speeding to 37 off 6 overs and never looking like getting out. In hindsight we blame Evil Dave as he uttered a fateful “We’re looking solid” cursing us with his satanic litany. It seemed only seconds later Faggy was given LBW by the president of the bowler’s union, Binman. Frumkin went in to see off the rest of the opening bowlers, which was a good plan only let down in the execution, falling 3 balls short of his goal. Still 50 for 2 wasn’t disastrous, was it?

  Then the sky fell in.

  Skip was bowled. Hairdresser ran Shandy out without him facing a ball, and then was bowled himself without troubing the scorer. The gymnast hit 2 and was bowled. The accursed Evil Dave was bowled for zero. Terrible likewise. Karma was a bitch for Smithers as he smashed 4 and then was given LBW. Last but not least, The Prof got one that rolled under his bat and hit the stumps. Out for, you guessed it, nothing. The last 9 wickets had fallen for 10 runs in 5 overs. Embarassing.

  Chasing only 60, Tusmore were always in control. Looking to make amends, Satan cast an evil spell of 5-1-8-1 and might have had more had the Egg not practised his juggling to a sharp one at point. Winton was on form for Tusmore, giving the Professor an education in power hitting and finishing it off by smashed a big six off the Binman to bring up the winning runs. 

  

  Quokkas unleash sceret weapon in the second game

  Done and dusted before tea meant the unexpected pleasure of allowing copious feasting on the lovely cakes and a quick 12 over beer match after. The Quokkas saved a little face with a victory in this quick slogfest. Making amends was the batting of Egg and Smithers early doors - both retiring not out on the requisite 20 - and the fielding/daisy dukes of Eleanor.  It shouldn’t be un-noted that Hairdresser and Shandy both didn’t score, making it a pair for both of our regular star batsmen for the day.

  A great, if not entirely successful, day was rounded off with Faggy showing his log throwing prowess, real ale, BBQ burgers and the Terrible winning a bottle of Cognac in the raffle at the local country pub. Once again, Tusmore didn’t fail to be one of our more memorable fixtures of the year.

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• 20Jul

  Injury of the year so far

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  Egg Bravery Award winner 2008, The Terrible, once again shows commitment to the Quokka cause by wearing one on the schnozzle

  

  Good job it was the last T20 of the season for our courageous mid-week Captain

• 20Jul

  Three in a row

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  Trailfinders CC 137-9 (Euan 2/14) lost to Quokkas CC (Hairdresser 51no, Skip 35no) by 6 wickets

  Imitating a Vegas gambler with a key-chained rabbit’s foot, lucky lady on our arm, four-leaved clover in our lapel and a suspicious pitboss on the prowl, the Quokka’s winning streak continues*

  Trailfinders. Silent Cricket. Prodigous leggie. Picnicing Smithers. Done.

  Plucked from the nets at ISIS, newbie Chris rustily opened down the hill, but got his radar and speedgun working with some pacy stuff from a good height that eventually was rewarded. Joining him in claiming a wicket was Satan, continuing a devilish vein of form this year. Coming on for Beelzeebub, Euan continued the evil theme by applying the thumbscrews and tieing down the batsmen finishing with 7-2-14-2.

  Mirroring Long John silver with woodworm, the wickets were regularly falling with Skip and Hairdresser bowling well for no reward, but good fielding, if not catching, getting a couple of runouts. When the Trailfinder’s Colts came to the crease, the Skip showed no mercy and put Slick and the Egg on to claim more wickets, including a rare stumping from ‘keeper Shandy. An even rarer sight than the stumping was Frumkin diving in the outfield – perhaps he was just tired and needed a lie down. A total of 137 from 35 on a good batting track didn’t look enough.

  Walking out to the noiseless pitch Shandy and Frumkin both got a start. Some might say that the silence mirrored their run calling, but your author wouldn’t possibly comment. A start was all they got though and they were back for 15 and 11 respectively.  Meanwhile the Yank was in a post celebration funk from last week, departing for only four. Ivan the Terrible had obviously been practicing his impaling skills, as he stuck one right down the throat of point after making five.

  55-4 could have been seen as a wobble, but the Quokkas, like Bruce Wayne in a diving bell, were batting deep and an 82 run stand from Hairdresser and Skip saw us comfortably home with 6 overs to spare. Not even the most Mandelsonian of spinners, PD, causing them any woe. Enough time to comfortably get to the pub to watch the clogging fiesta that was the world cup final.

  I’m looking forward to the teas at Tusmore already

  *we don’t mention the Twenty20

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• 06Jul

  Fireworks on 4th July

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  Quokkas CC 222 (Tom the Yank 62, Skip 51, Frumkin 25) bt St Anne’s Allstars 183-9 (Smithers 3/23, Egg 2/11, Evil Dave 2/15) by 39 runs

  
  

  “And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the Quokkas declared in one voice: “We will not go quietly into the night!” We will not vanish without a fight! We’re going to live on! We’re going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!”

   
  

  The fireworks in regent’s park this 4th July were not from the US ambassadors residence, but from the blazing bat of our resident septic, Tom, as he blazed his way to a maiden fifty and pushed the Quokkas on to a record score.

  Losing the toss, the Quokkas were sent into bat first (finally!) and didn’t start well, Shandy bewildered by being asked to pad up before he had scoffed some tea and skying the first legitimate ball of the day. Not to worry, as the Skip and an uncharacteristically swashbuckling Frumkin both settled down for a good knock, keeping the run rate above 7 an over. Frumkin eventually fell missing an attempted swipe.

  Wishing he was in the men’s singles final down in Wimbledon, the Terrible’s contribution was an overhead smashed no-ball for 5, bringing back (fond?) memories of the Caveman and his unique bat waggling style, the Gymnast couldn’t replicate his four and out form as he was just out. 

  By now the Skip had reached his fifty and, after being dropped next ball, decided to retire. He was quick to claim this was to give others a go and denied all accusations of protecting his average.

  

  A treat for the sunbathing ladies of Regent's Park

  St Anne’s must have been hoping this was the turning point, but they reckoned without the searing national pride burning through Tom the Yank on this patriotic day. With the star spangled banner ringing in his ears he straight drove ball after ball majestically presidentially to the boundary, making a mockery of his previous Quokka best of 8. And as he passed 50, came a momentous event 5 years in the making – the Quokkas passed the double-ton for the first time ever. At the other end Vikas (2) went for the big swipe too early, Evil Dave (9) hit a big six, Egg(0) played the shot he always gets out too and got out, so it was Smithers whom pulled a hitherto unseen forward defensive out of the locker to support the ‘merkin and make a fine 18. Suggestions that the Binman and Frumkin had undergone some frankly rather worrying Jamie-Lee-Curtis-film-esque personality swap were as yet unconfirmed on this freakiest of Sundays.   

  The Yank had finally departed on 62. And after the Skip came back in to get out, Mike Dan was left unbeaten and the Quokkas had posted a pleasingly large 222.

  Following tea and an unusual session of ball skills practice involving the Quokkas all bending over and “soft hands”, we took to the field. For once, there was no shortage of volunteers for the lonely, isolated boundary positions for reasons that can’t have anything to do with the bikini’d scenery

  Vikas bowled well with no return for a tight seven overs for twenty six. The dark rituals, black magic and voodoo sacrifices have been paying of for Evil Dave recently as he took another brace of wickets including the prized scalp of Maxie’s brother. That was also the first of three catches from, you guessed it, Tom the Yank as he looked to dominate in the field as he had done the bowling.

  

  The Yank gets on the board of Honour

  Binman Smithers capped his batting performance by claiming three wickets in a fine first spell that ripped through the Allstars middle order, Gymnast and Shandy also picking up a wicket each in support. The caps were working their catching magic for Skip and Shandy, despite a couple of drops by Quokkas who shall not be shamed here in this day of victory. When the Egg was brought on to clear up the tail with another twofer it left the batting side nine down and Capt. Maxie coming into bat with the game all but beyond the St Anne’s. 

  The Skip rotated the bowling like a hog on a spit with Miki Dan and Frumkin both chancing their arm and keeping the Terrible busy behind the stumps, but some limpet like resistance from Maxie and big hitting from Halladay kept the Quokkas from finishing the game off. Even the return of Smithers and the Egg couldn’t bag the elusive final wicket with Halladay finishing on a fine 74no and Capt. Maxie on 16no in a valiant, if ultimately unsuccessful last stand.

  All that remained was for the Skip to lead us via the long way, and a detour, to the pub and for the St Anne’s and the Quokkas to toast a fine, and for once high-scoring, match.

  YEE-HAW!

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• 22Jun

  Wantage Wonderland

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  Wantage CC 124 (Egg 2/4, Professor 2/7, Faggy 2/30) lost to Quokkas CC by 4 wickets (Shandy 38, Skip 37no, Mo 18no)

  I can’t remember the last time the Quokas batted first. I think it was around the time of the napoleonic wars, but some say it was actually during the late Jurassic period. Anyway, the skip made us field first in the heat of a lovely June Sunday afternoon again.

  Mo, on debut, bowled a miserly spell first up which deserved more than his solitary wicket. At the other end the returning Quokka heartthrob, Faggy, reacted to being hit for the biggest six ever by “Nordic” Steve by taking both openers in two successive balls the next over. Some fine keeping by the other quokka debutante, Josh, was letting nothing past and contributed to the ring of steel™ in the field.

  For Wantage, Martin and Summersbee put together a good 50 partnership, mainly by carting Guru around the ground, until Ches and Skip were repaid for their perseverance with a wicket apiece.

  The tail was quickly mopped up by the professor and the egg taking extremely slow but deadly accurate bowling to new levels.  Like last week we held onto nearly all our catches and the Quokkas had a total of 124 to chase.

  Following a plentiful tea, Professor was so sure he’d not be called into bat he started on the beers. Alas, Frumkin was not so lucky and was soon back in the pavilion as Moobs struck second over. Josh went quickly as well to be replaced by the Guru, which put pay to Egg’s dreams of a 1990s sax-based post-acid house partnership. Guru played his cover drives, and then missed a straight one. Fortunately Shandy was dealing mainly in fours and keeping his end up and the score ticking.

  Gymnast was hard to shift from the pavilion, watching his beloved Kiwi’s stick one to the cheating italians at the world cup. When finally roused the big kahuna strode in to the middle, struck a couple of glorious drives and then strode back out for 8 after being bowled in an an action packed over.

  Skip’s last innings here was a 99no (in a game we still lost by 10 wickets!) and he was in no mood to be denied a victory this time. Despite losing Shandy for 38 and Ches for 7, Skip kept the Quokkas always above the required run rate. When Mo smashed three 4s in four balls, following advice from the captain to take it easy and bide his time, victory was ours for the first time this season.

  We always look forward to playing the wantage lads and it was a very enjoyable game. Lets hope the council see sense and don’t turn their pitch into flats.

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• 17Jun

  Salix get revenge

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  Salix CC 163-9 (Simon D 2/7, Evil Dave 2/25) bt Quokkas CC 150-8 (Skip 33n.o. Simon D 22) by 13 runs

  After last year’s barnstorming batting performance by the Hairdresser and Evil Dave, expectation was high in the Quokka camp for the Salix match. A strong line up, including last year’s heroes, made the journey out west to Harlington eager to don the new dapper Quokka caps.

  Skip, winning the toss for once, put Salix into bat and in the windy, overcast conditions, on a variable paced pitch, made them pay early on. Despite half the team enjoying Smithers’ hospitality for the England game a little too exuberantly the night before, wickets fell regularly and often, as an unprecedented ability to catch overtook the Quokka fielders. Neil Bowman, Skip and Tom the Yank, looking as cool as a cucumber under the high ball, caught a couple each and eight of the nine wickets to fall came from catches as we held on to our chances. What is in those new caps?

  Evil opening spells from Simon D (7 overs, 4 maidens, 2 for 7) and, predictably, Evil Dave yielded a couple of wickets each, backed up by one a-piece for Skip and Smithers at first change. At 65 for 6 off 20-odd overs Salix looked in trouble, but when the sun came out so did some lower order resistance from the batsmen. Tom the Yank and The Egg managed a single wicket each late on and there was a fine run out from the Guru’s direct hit, but some good acceleration saw 100 runs come in 13 overs Still, a total of 163 in 35 overs still looked easily gettable on the fast outfield. 

  Unfortunately Salix decided to bowl quite well. Nearly everyone got a start – Neil Bowman, Shandy and Guru all getting into double figures early doors – but were unable to push on. The Hairdresser was obviously keen to get off on his hols as he went cheaply, however with Skip and Simon D at the crease and a few lusty hitters to come, there was still hope. The scoreboard kept ticking over, but with Simon gone and Evil Dave leaving one on off stump after some clean hits the runrate was creeping up. Could Smithers smash us to victory?

  No.

  Salix brought on their quickest bowler of the day at second change and despite a good go at some slogging from the binman, and some nice shots from the skip, we came up 13 runs short. The Verger was gutted.

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• 26May

  Isis vs Quokkas – 23rd May 2010

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  ISIS CC 235-4 bt Quokkas CC 195 (Hairdresser 59, Chris 46, Rusty 32) by 40 runs

  You would have thought that, with a cloudless sky, the temperature up in the high 20’s and a match at one of the nicest grounds around, the Quokkas would have been turning away players left right and centre. Erm….. not exactly.

  With the Brazilian getting last minute day release from the missus and joining only 6 other true Quokkas for the trip to Oxford, the chances of a win were decidedly slim. Some of the excuses bandied around were truly abysmal – topped off by The Binman bailing out of the game to “go for a nice picnic” instead.

  Evil Dave had already found out to his cost that when the Skip says “Can you send an email reminder about the next game” it actually means “Organise the whole thing” (cue turning up to the match with only 7 players), and the Quokka chances were not improved when it also transpires that you’re captain as well.

  Arriving early, Tom the Yank managed to recruit Chris who was practicing in the nets with some ladyfriends. When he came back and told us this, we all turned to see Chris run up and bowl straight into the side netting – ah well – one more for the field anyway. One of the Isis players had brought his son Luke along to play for us who had scored 40 against us the year before, then Shandy went on a recruitment drive over to a nearby game and managed to get 2 youngsters Rusty and Sully to join us, and we were up to a full 11 – things were looking up!

  Having lost the toss Evil Dave came back and told everyone that we were in the field. Given we didn’t want it to be all over in under an hour, this was a good outcome although there wasn’t the same enthusiasm when he said we’d be fielding in the heat for the full 40 overs.

  With the bowling cup not exactly overflowing, the Quokkas opened up with Satan and the Hairdresser. This occasionally fearsome batting partnership didn’t exactly provoke any fear as a bowling one, and they ploughed though 9 overs for 40-odd taking no wickets. Tom the Yank came on bowling some decent away swing, and Chris was bowling some great stuff. Tom managed to get one of the openers and with Chris causing all sorts of trouble, The Quokkas might still be in it. Unfortunately, the Isis opening batsmen now started to loosen up and despite Evil Dave’s innovative field positionings (“Dave, the idea is to take wickets” – Egg) the game was slipping away and 300+ was on the cards. Turning to the Egg, one end was locked down with spin, but the Quokkas now had to turn to the unknown quantity of Rusty. Fortunately it turned out that Rusty bowled the quickest of anyone on the day and the run torrent had at least slowed to a stream (this was also helped by their opening batsmen retiring unbeaten on 100+). Evil Dave again displayed his unique captaining style by giving the entire team a bowl and good spells from Rob F, Luke and Sully meant that with one over left, The Brazilian was turned to, to close out the innings. Some generous umpiring allowed him to use his samba style bowling action and the innings closed on 235-4.

  With their bellies full of a lot of cake from a marvellous tea, the Quokkas came out to bat. It was going to take something special to get close and with the news that Rusty and Sully had both gone home, the Quokkas would have to do it with only 8 wickets. Now was the time for Shandy to reproduce another of the innings that earned him Best and Fairest award last season. He duly departed for 5. Rob F played a good nurdling innings but soon followed for 11 and we were in trouble. Yet again though, the unknown quantities of Chris and Luke and the reappearance of Rusty proved that if you want to win cricket matches, perhaps it ’s best to recruit the whole team from the side of the pitch before the game.  Scoring over a hundred between them we were amazingly still in the match. With the Hairdresser holding up the Quokka contribution, maybe we could do something special here…..

  Sadly not. Evil Dave went cheaply, unwisely trying to defend instead of deploying the usual slog. With the ringers departing and still 50 or so to get, it was down to the Hairdresser to work with Egg and the Brazilian and see us home (Sully had gone home for his tea). Faced with this daunting task, the Hairdresser ran himself out at the first opportunity. And then in a few more deliveries, that was that. The Quokkas finished on a highly respectable 195 all-out, our second highest score of all time but it was not enough on the day.

  Further softening of the defeat came when we later found out that this was the 4th century in 4 games for the Isis opening batsmen (who we managed to drop on 30-odd).

  Quokka of the match: Hairdresser, top scoring with a fine 59.

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• 18May

  Quokka Ashes

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  Aussie Quokkas lost to English Quokkas

  The third weekend in May saw a titanic battle between the old cricketing foes played out in the bright sunshine of carribean weather conditions. The English, batting second, hauling down a modest target as the Aussie batting was kept at bay by excellence with the ball. Oh and apparently England won the T20 World Cup as well. 

  Once again Regents Park held the annual contest to determine bragging rights for the rest of the season. The turnout dictated T20esque 7-aside format with 7 over round-robin pairs, each bowler being given 4 overs.

  The Terrible, as Aussie skip, chose to bat first thinking that fielding with 7 men might tire the Brits out in the hot sun. The Truth was the mainstay of the green and gold innings, the Aussie’s posting a total of 132 on the board.

  Despite the best efforts of Evil Dave and Smithers to throw it away, that was never going to be enough with the big gaps in the outfield. Skip, Simon D and Frumkin getting most of the runs.

  Thanks to Natalie for the cakes, Dac for the food, the Quokkas for the game and Binman for the quiche. Lets go to a less scary pub next time.

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