Arachnodouche
International Captain
Himannv's post made me smile. My neighbour, some 5 years younger than me, used to run in from very wide of the crease a la Murali/Mushtaq, fling some horribly looping ball that would take ages to arrive, and then literally run away from the square lest he get a smack right back in his face. And he always used to stand there with a **** eating grin on his face.Remember a bloke I used to play with in Maldives who did something similar. He steams in all the way from the boundary line with his arms tucked in and excessively long strides. Fixes you with a nasty glare as he charges in. As soon as he comes to the crease, he stops abruptly, stands still bellows at the top of his voice. With no momentum at all used from his runup he hurls the ball at you with a bent arm and promptly falls to the ground. I remember the only reason we found it hard to put the ball away to the boundary was because we were laughing so hard.
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