But has dropped since the season finished to a healthy
The Pikester, Piko, Pikelett. Andy F calls me Scouse.
|Batsman I suppose.
Can bowl but generally don't
|Quite stylish on
my day. That day doesn't come very often
|Relaxed - unless
I'm wrongly given out. Which with our crap umpiring is
nearly every week! Can be competitive - but obviously
not as much as Goughy
CC, The Ospreys, Pike's Penguins, DWP
a few runs, and sometimes a smile
confuses me with Rob Sage nearly every game. But then
SteveO is just confused. I get compared to everyone with
dark hair, good and bad, but my favourite is John Cusack
apple pie and custard. Italian food
all sorts of music. But favourite bands are Nick Cave
& the Bad Seeds, Radiohead, Super Furry Animals, Depeche
Mode and the Cure. Also love Kate Bush and PJ Harvey.
Over the Cuckoos Nest/The Usual Suspects.
theatre, cinema, travelling, running, sitting in the pub,
watching football, eating out.
DVD was City of God, CD was The Editors "The
Benaud, Samuel Beckett and Nick Cave. Cricket and existential
despair go hand-in-hand!
out at Colwinstone.
as a schoolboy for Bootle, or Liverpool CC - one of Bradman's
favourite grounds in England.
Akram for his genius with the ball and aggression with
the bat. Hero as a kid was Richard Hadlee. Brilliant seamer
F because he turns up every week, bats number 11 and hardly
ever bowls due to a shoulder injury but gives his all
(and there's a lot of him) in the field. If that isn't
love for cricket, I don't know what is.
Paul going out to bat in his Jesus sandals. Foxy shouting
to Goughy as Gough calls a third run "Fuck off Goughy!"
resulting in the wee man being run out by 15 yards.
Richie and Dan trying to bunk one another up to a window
so they could get in the hotel bar at 3am. Or Foxy asleep
in the dodgy night club. Or the look on Dan's face when
he arrived for breakfast late pissed out of his head.
are a sound group of blokes who make you feel welcome
and are equally shit at cricket.
sights in the showers afterwards. Gives me nightmares.
being really shit at some other sport.
was junior line dancing champion in his native Liverpool,
sparking the obvious debate from family and friends that
he must 'bat for the other side'. It can now be confirmed
after many years that he does not, even though his batting
for our side is particularly ropey! Keep that elbow high