By happy coincidence, when we went to test drive a car over the weekend, the sales bloke was a kid Burgeinho played juniors with - in a team I used to coach.
The look of joy on this kid's face as he happily recounted how I used to stand behind him in the nets with a stump pointed at his backside so he wouldn't back away from the ball was fantastic to see. And when he told Mrs Burgey how, if he bowled a wide, even though he wouldn't look at me, he could sense my eyes boring a hole in the back of his head with a look of hatred from the square leg umpiring position before I made him run a lap of the ground after the day's play for every wide, my eyes welled up with tears of pride.
Then he called his colleagues over and introduced me, and told them how I smashed a stump on the wall of the dressing shed after we got chased down in the last over of the first game of the year in under 14s after bowling 26 wides and no balls, before emphasizing to them how the message got through and we didn't lose another game all season on our way to the premiership. As he said, I may have been a bit old school, but the great man got results.
To hear him recount these episodes was wonderful. To have had an impact on a young kid's well being and to enhance their enjoyment of life and the game like that is something I'm extremely proud of.
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