| Author: | Robert Rycroft | ISBN: | 9781310476921 |
| Publisher: | Robert Rycroft | Publication: | September 17, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Robert Rycroft |
| ISBN: | 9781310476921 |
| Publisher: | Robert Rycroft |
| Publication: | September 17, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Yorkshire Cricket was in a conundrum. Experiencing one of the worst climatic English winters on record, the 2015 season opened dismally. Some pitches were barely fit to play on after months of snow, then torrential rain. The club no longer hosted the Ashes Series. Any financial help or investment was eagerly sought. A row concerning captaincy for the new season threatened ticket sales. The English test selectors were in a similar quandary. The Australians had put together a cracking team. There was no doubt that they had a fighting chance to rob the Old Enemy of the Ashes. What could the selectors do?
Enter Slogger. Late April 2015, an old Bentley Arnage cruised into Yorkshire Cricket’s ground at Headingley. A creaky elderly chap in a flat cap asked to see the chairman. Whilst his request was being deliberated, the chap wandered over to the practising Yorkshire 1st XI. His unsolicited advice wasn’t welcomed, even when he grabbed the bat to demonstrate. If the chairman hadn’t been thrashing out a deal with the board, he might have had the intruder thrown out of the grounds. By the time he ordered the head coach to do so, there was just one problem. The chap in the cloth cap had batted for four quick overs. Neither fast bowling, spin, lbw, a yorker, or the wicket keeper, could get him out. Big problem!
Reluctantly, the board had to listen to his request. I’ve come to play for Yorkshire Cricket and beat the Aussies in the Test Match, he declared. They originally humoured him. On his second visit, they dismissed his request out of hand. He merely said, Right ho sport. I’ll play for the Aussie’s then. The board killed themselves laughing. The chap picked up his umbrella and stomped out. The board carried on with their deliberations, but not for long. A missile, in the shape of a red cricket ball, changed their minds; but was Yorkshire Cricket and the English Test series about to be the laughing stock of the world? Not if Slogger had anything to do with it.
The author has a propensity for putting in classic car photos. A compulsive habit? Another habit is to include a map, but this time, astute readers will probably figure out the locations for themselves. The action takes place in England, predominately Yorkshire, and in Western Australia, namely Perth and Mandurah.
Yorkshire Cricket was in a conundrum. Experiencing one of the worst climatic English winters on record, the 2015 season opened dismally. Some pitches were barely fit to play on after months of snow, then torrential rain. The club no longer hosted the Ashes Series. Any financial help or investment was eagerly sought. A row concerning captaincy for the new season threatened ticket sales. The English test selectors were in a similar quandary. The Australians had put together a cracking team. There was no doubt that they had a fighting chance to rob the Old Enemy of the Ashes. What could the selectors do?
Enter Slogger. Late April 2015, an old Bentley Arnage cruised into Yorkshire Cricket’s ground at Headingley. A creaky elderly chap in a flat cap asked to see the chairman. Whilst his request was being deliberated, the chap wandered over to the practising Yorkshire 1st XI. His unsolicited advice wasn’t welcomed, even when he grabbed the bat to demonstrate. If the chairman hadn’t been thrashing out a deal with the board, he might have had the intruder thrown out of the grounds. By the time he ordered the head coach to do so, there was just one problem. The chap in the cloth cap had batted for four quick overs. Neither fast bowling, spin, lbw, a yorker, or the wicket keeper, could get him out. Big problem!
Reluctantly, the board had to listen to his request. I’ve come to play for Yorkshire Cricket and beat the Aussies in the Test Match, he declared. They originally humoured him. On his second visit, they dismissed his request out of hand. He merely said, Right ho sport. I’ll play for the Aussie’s then. The board killed themselves laughing. The chap picked up his umbrella and stomped out. The board carried on with their deliberations, but not for long. A missile, in the shape of a red cricket ball, changed their minds; but was Yorkshire Cricket and the English Test series about to be the laughing stock of the world? Not if Slogger had anything to do with it.
The author has a propensity for putting in classic car photos. A compulsive habit? Another habit is to include a map, but this time, astute readers will probably figure out the locations for themselves. The action takes place in England, predominately Yorkshire, and in Western Australia, namely Perth and Mandurah.
