Arrive to see the deck has been freshly mowed since Thursday night.

Captain is late getting ice for team cordial from the servo so you arrange toss with other teams skipper. Call correctly and bat.

When you're at Mid On and throw the ball to the bowler with a layer of saliva on it.

When the skippers missus brings some fresh egg and lettuce sanga triangles for the tea interval.

When you've gone straight through from Friday night, it's 40 degrees, and they win the toss and bat.

When the captains 13 year old son drops a soda at square leg off your bowling.

When you're half way through an over and the skipper tells your left arm offy to warm up.

When the left arm offy bowls a full-bunga and the captains 13 year old son takes a screamer a foot inside the long on boundary.

When you're promoted to number six after scores of 14, 37, and a gritty 19* on a minefield last week.

When the opposition offy is marking his run up.

When you're in such form you nick out on an "unplayable" nut by the opposition opener who bowls 130 clicks and played district seconds.

When the coaches 13 year old has gone to slip and you have the wind at your tail.

When the skipper asks what you brought for tea and all you have is a half eaten box of shapes and one coffee scroll you took from your parents place.

When there's a wash out in round one.

When there's a washout on Derby Day.

When you lend your new Gray-Nicolls thigh-pad to the skipper.

When the opposition #4 is taking the game away from you, but your left arm chinaman finally beats the bat, coinciding with the keeper actually gloving one, so you go up "Howzatttt!" and the mid 60's geriatric umpire triggers him. Gone.

When the skipper, and three time league batting aggregate winner is half a metre short of his ground, but you're the square leg umpire and shake your head "not out".

When the erratic kid from the u/15's is given the new ball ahead of you.

When you accidentally look into the esky at drinks and realise you're consuming human hair, sweat, suncream and bugs in the very strong / weak lemon cordial.

Paul Morello

I'm Paul, and I model my life, laugh and hair on Mark Bosnich. There's no animal, athlete or team that can carry the weight of my money.