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You are a sh!t hot young gun batsman, you blaze your way through county 2s and get promoted to play for the first team. Smash it all about playing County Championship with an average like Bradman's. Then you get picked for England.
You aren't facing 70mph trundlers anymore, they're bowling 20 clicks faster than anything you've ever faced and they've done their homework on you. They've watched every time you've got out back on video and they will have seen a pattern, a weakness. He can't play spin/the short stuff/left-arm bowlers and they will be ready for you.
You go out to bat and you aint at Chelmsford with barely a thousand in the ground and about the same watching on Youtube anymore..
2 and 5 is very good advice generally starting at work Keep your head down first month or so and watch how the wheels turn, who listen to and to not. Who are the big cheeses who need to impress and get along with.
The person who you worked with first day who slagged everything off might turn out in time to be the work "dickhead" who sh!t talks everybody and nothing they say is worth listening to.
There may be an old boy or girl there who only do a couple of shifts a week, but they have been there years and years and know the place inside out. Ownership, staff, customers/regulars they'll tell you all the gossip and who you need to get along with or avoid. .Get along with them and you will get on, they will tell people that they think you're a decent bloke if you get on and you will have that seal of approval.
She used to have a column in The Guardian and it was pretty awful, in the end they had to stop taking comments under her stuff because even the Guardian readers were calling her out.
Why on earth would you go after one of the nicest people in football? Of all the people to take a pop at.
I think football has changed/evolved and we've been caught out a bit, it's not about tricky slight wing players that we have invested in anymore. It's more about having big units with pace, Palace are a perfect example of that. Big, fast and physical and decent with the ball at their feet.
We have no big units outside of Delap and Burgess. Morsy has the agression but he's a midget, it's like getting barked at by a Jack Russell. We haven't got any proper sh!thousers, anyone conversant with the dark arts, we're too nice.
I know a couple of Cricket teams near me basically throw the last few games so they don't get promoted because they know it will be a turkey shoot ability-wise next level up and there will be a lot more travel so they don't bother with it.
The whole point of our spending has been stick with the present lot, we're playing Championship next season and the squad we have now has been built for that.
They used to a 6 a side tournament held on the pitch and TWTD had a couple of teams in that, about 2012 ish. Played in that and still dine out now on how I kept 2 clean sheets at PR.
My brother's a season ticket holder, it's his birthday tomorrow and he's gone fishing instead and given my old man his ticket.
I checked out a couple of weeks ago, we are this season's Luton. Give most teams a good game and lose by the odd goal.
Cricket season starts in 3 weeks so I'll be off to another forum moaning about how Essex are a batter light and we don't get enough batting points and $$$urrey are the Man City of Cricket
Cricket season starts in 3 weeks. So I can moan about how Essex haven't strengthened the batting lineup and how Surrey are the Man City of Cricket instead.
The world is f**ked And so am I Maybe it's the other way 'round I can't seem to decide Domestic refugees Sink in the same boat as me We suffer alone And these days I don't wanna go home Idiot psychology promising equality So where is the land of the free? Stop it, you're killing me Love is for the weak Or so you'd have me believe The thought's killing me No body but a head O.D. Don't know what's worse The loss of death Or the gain of birth I try to understand I can't accept just what I am Idiot psychology promising equality So where is the land of the free? Stop it, you're killing me I'm leaving on a train that's six miles down Can't feel no pain, can't feel you now When you drift away, I'm singing "On my way I'm telling you" I can hear you coming to I can see you pushing through Tell me can you see the Can you feel the rain Idiots psychology, promising equality So where is the land of the free? Stop it, you're killing me Idiot psychology, promising equality So where is the land of the free? Stop it, you're killing me
He was a football intellectual. Cricket is well served with erudite writers, football less so. Patrick was in the line of the likes of Brian Glanville, when he wrote something it was essential reading.
I got 35 - 25. Better than I thought I would get, I only ever umpire at Square Leg when I'm playing for Melford 2s because I'm so scared of dropping a howler and sawing someone off.
Sudbury and Cornard have basically merged into one nowadays. I suspect Melford and Sudbury will end up the same in a few decades.
Cornard and Springlands always used to get looked down on because a lot of them were London overspill who had been moved to the estates in the 70s. I remember kids who came from those places going to Sudbury Upper in the early/mid 90s getting sh!t for it, called peasants etc.
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