Ducking for cover against Devils
WHAT I hate this week is not listening to the advice you get from people in the know.
My renowned colleague at The Gympie Times, the all-seeing Nostril Harmless, told me not to open the batting in the Pink Stumps Day charity match on Saturday night.
If I recall his premonition in Saturday's paper he said "Thy saw a man with a head like a melon (I'd say that's me) walk to the middle with thy weapon and walk straight back again without using thy weapon".
I didn't take his advice and look what happened.
Out for a duck on the third ball I faced.
Not that it mattered much, the All-stars didn't have a hope in hell after the Devils went on a run-scoring spree smashing 192 runs off their 20 overs.
What I am really dirty on is it was my radio mate the Chicken Nugget that took my wicket.
Now if old Nostril had told me I was going to be rolled in the first over by the Chicken Nugget I would have definitely dropped down the order.
For those non-cricketing folk out there in G Land, a duck is about the most embarrassing thing that can happen to a cricketer, besides getting a bad case of the runs while in the middle.
First of all you get all dressed up, shoes, pads, box, thigh pad, gloves, helmet and tuck a lucky rabbit's foot in the back pocket all to face one ball and head back to dressing room.
Getting out for a duck seems to go in slow motion.
I know mine did.
I closed my eyes, swung hard and tried to knock old Chicken Nugget's little googly out of the park.
I heard the crack of ball on bat and open my eyes to see it heading straight for Devils player Shaun Wilson.
The ball was climbing but not fast enough and Wilson reached up above his head and plucked the ball out of the air.
My inner voice was crying 'NOOOOOOO!'.
Then the worst bit came, walking off in front of a record T20 cricket crowd at Albert Park and facing the peanut gallery back in the grandstand.
"Hey Boofhead, nice batting - quack, quack."
"How many did you score Boofhead? He he."
"Hitting 'em well I see."
"Have you batted? I didn't see you out there."
"Nice round score Boof."
Anyway it's one thing about cricket, it's hard to get a swollen head even for the Boofhead.
Pink Stumps Charity Day raises $2000 for the McGrath Foundation and breast care nurses.
Bookmaker Noel Nelson decides not to continue at Gympie Turf Club betting meetings, only race meetings due to a lack of big betters.