Love ya backyard Cricket?

If I was to think back to my childhood and in the realm sport there are a few thoughts that come to mind. Our 3 hole golf course in our backyard (yes it was big enough), our american gridiron games (especially the move cords), and backyard cricket. We loved it with a passion and were always out there playing games.

It looked like this

In the garden on the full was out. Over the fence was 6 and out. Kill mutts had the wickets painted on it. The two black circles were barrels that would freeze over in the winter.

I used this story to my benefit and went in a competition explaining what I wanted and why. And whaddayaknow who is getting a free cricket set? I was stoked as. You know what though every time you buy one from the warehouse or K-mart the wickets are as high as your knees, the ball is rubbish, and the bat will break in a day. Not this one though it's the real deal.

I just wanted to celebrate this and thought it was a good memory to remember. 

Plus with all these Journal posts about Dad I thought it was only fit that I continue in my own journal records.

4 Years in the making

Well... as explained in the title we have been trying to win this comp for years. We had made every semi previous only to loose. And like most sport it still haunts me to this day. But yesterday was our moment in the sun. We had been playing mean as touch footy. In the last 4 weeks no-one scored more than 2 tries against us. Our intensity went up a gear and our minds became strong. We versed all our rivals in a final series a won last night 6 -2. 

 The boys

 As you can see 'Noah' is off the Ark and refereeing our touch

 And makes another solid appearance here haha.

 My nickname was 'the razzle' as this guy is about it find out why.

 I was also know for making hard yards and pumping up the team that way.

It was a great night. We won our fees paid for next year and $150 of beer, which we quickly changed to a bar tab. We pretty much brought all there non alcoholic beverages and chips and were mad lapping it up. Even game some lemon, line and bitters and chips to the referees. 

Sweet, a moment in time!!!