Turf Luck Mate! Haw haw!!
By Gokul Swamy May 14 2006
The most puzzling event of August was Coach Armand taking a class for animals. None of them were members of the Australian cricket team.
By Gokul Swamy May 14 2006
The most puzzling event of August was Coach Armand taking a class for animals. None of them were members of the Australian cricket team.
This class was about the finer points of fielding. Only Coach Armand could explain why he thought a bunch of cows, goats, dogs, hens, cats, llamas, frogs and a suspicious looking amphibian, made better pupils than humans when it came to imbibing this oft neglected art.
It was clear that Coach Armand had gone cuckoo in the head and needed to be replaced. His animalistic approach to the game was highly undesirable and not looked upon kindly by the authorities headed by Mr. Lord McSod.
The long room at Willaby's military hotel always brought a look of disgust to Lord McSod's features because he did not like the length of the room; "It should be 22 yards or the devil with it!" he'd often cry from the commentary box at the Lord's Pavilion. What else could he say… especially with England being beaten 5-0 in the test series versus Bhutan.
The air was tense in the long room. As tense as the England batsman were when facing the Bloblee - the Bhutanese version of the Googly bowled by Thapa Guten Hanak with a somersault at the crease. Even as Chief Curator, Daft Dan Digby stood up to support Coach Armand, Lord McSod looked at Daft Dan and said " Is that so? Ho!"
It was clear that Coach Armand had gone cuckoo in the head and needed to be replaced. His animalistic approach to the game was highly undesirable and not looked upon kindly by the authorities headed by Mr. Lord McSod.
The long room at Willaby's military hotel always brought a look of disgust to Lord McSod's features because he did not like the length of the room; "It should be 22 yards or the devil with it!" he'd often cry from the commentary box at the Lord's Pavilion. What else could he say… especially with England being beaten 5-0 in the test series versus Bhutan.
The air was tense in the long room. As tense as the England batsman were when facing the Bloblee - the Bhutanese version of the Googly bowled by Thapa Guten Hanak with a somersault at the crease. Even as Chief Curator, Daft Dan Digby stood up to support Coach Armand, Lord McSod looked at Daft Dan and said " Is that so? Ho!"
"You just dropped the world cup son." he added as an afterthought.
While Daft Dan choked on this new age wisdom from the Chairman, Nathan the Iguana(!) who had stumbled in late, slurped his tea noisily and munched on a biscuit with suspicion. "Bugger of you tosser!" said Jagga who had just been to England and was not too happy about the way this story was being written. He wanted to read something like..
"Raoul looked at Norman from a distance of 24 yrds... a ball of spherical leather captive around the mystical wrap of his fingers awaiting the fatal twist of his wrist.
And in the matter of a run, a bound, a hop and a twirl, the ball went humming with a viciously disguised intent towards a man who was standing tall on a mountain of runs. Even as he raised his bat, the sphere attacked him…drawing him forward to meet his doom, while behind the stumps, Jeepers looked forward to welcome the snick into his gloves."
Well, it's too bad the story isn't turning out to be anything like Jagga's fantasy, har har!!
While Daft Dan choked on this new age wisdom from the Chairman, Nathan the Iguana(!) who had stumbled in late, slurped his tea noisily and munched on a biscuit with suspicion. "Bugger of you tosser!" said Jagga who had just been to England and was not too happy about the way this story was being written. He wanted to read something like..
"Raoul looked at Norman from a distance of 24 yrds... a ball of spherical leather captive around the mystical wrap of his fingers awaiting the fatal twist of his wrist.
And in the matter of a run, a bound, a hop and a twirl, the ball went humming with a viciously disguised intent towards a man who was standing tall on a mountain of runs. Even as he raised his bat, the sphere attacked him…drawing him forward to meet his doom, while behind the stumps, Jeepers looked forward to welcome the snick into his gloves."
Well, it's too bad the story isn't turning out to be anything like Jagga's fantasy, har har!!
K...
Anyway, Nathan was later given a Baggy Green by some guy. He now plays grade cricket for Chattanooga Brother's X1 as… you guessed it! An Iguana!
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