Far From The MCC

~ Est. in 1998 ~

 

“Midsummer Afternoon’s Dream

The Much Mad Do About Something”

 

 

Sunday 7th August 2005

Result:  B - Team Won by 5 Wkts

Venue:  Pembroke College Sports Ground

2 x 18 overs

A - Team

96 - 7  &  90 - 8

M. Bullock  25*  &  M. Bullock 31*

B - Team

94 - 6  &  95 - 5

M. Westmoreland  26  &  I. Howarth  17

 

 

 

A hot afternoon saw a rag tag gathering of No-Mad and OU Office players together with a few last minute “conscripts” out to do justice to the Club Day held annually at the Pembroke College Sports Ground. Prior to the game, it was decided by the respective captains, that due to the shambles of a team offered by the FFTMCC, the only fair thing to do was to mix the teams up. Reminiscent of a school yard, team mates jostled for position shouting “me, me, pick me!” The fact that names were being drawn from a hat seemingly passed some teammates by.

 

And so it began, Team A and Team B were born, like the acid regurgitating creature in alien. Sadly, no Ripley in sight to aid either team in scoring monster runs. But the occasion did allow a marvellous outing for no fewer than 3 female players - late additions on their respective partner’s teams, striking a blow for women’s lib everywhere (the rumour of a shoe sale was used to ensure their attendance - surely a foul?)

 

 

V. Stone retires after hearing about a nearby shoe sale.

 

The game progressed and the excitement reached fever pitch when it was realised that the burning we could smell wasn’t the pavilion burning down, but in fact the BBQ that was being prepared for the players and spectators. Tea was duly served. The amount of food available was second only to the enormous buffet being served up on the pitch by team bowlers - a few pounds of Jaffa’s and a six-pack of pork pies in addition to the general spuds being hurled. Sadly few cherries were spotted.

 

It was noted with some disappointment by the opposing club that they were expecting refreshment of a cornet variety after hearing one of the No-Mad’s members had branched out into selling frozen products from his ice-cream van (which cunningly doubled as his living quarters). A sceptical passer-by was heard to comment “…never trust a man who sleeps with that many flakes.”

 

 

“Okay, you’re an Aussie – but you can’t cook for shit!”

 

As expected, all who attended the occasion had a great time, and the figures for spectators were increased by the clever use of blocking in at the car park. A heart-warming show of enthusiasm from all players on both sides, many looking like the cast of Fame meets Snatch - a definite director’s cut of good entertainment.

 

 

‘Entertainment Inspector’

 

 

 

 

 

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