This Saturday the little boys in 4th Grade will have no
Umpire for the match. So goes back to the days of backyard cricket were you do your own
Umpiring. Now, when you consider the friendly sledging that happens amongst the
team I can already see some of the following being said.
“What happens when a player loses his eyesight?
He becomes an umpire"
“Not out.”
Next ball. Paul ever-so-slightly irritated. Paul bowls.
Audible snick, ball deflects and sails upward, caught behind. Paul appeals.
"Not out.”
Third ball. Paul a little more irritated now. Paul bowls.
Through the gate, stumps spread-eagled, middle stump uprooted and cartwheeling.
Paul turns to the umpire (who is one of his teammates) and says with a wry smile, 'We nearly had him
that time, didn't we?
GOOOOOOOOO you are assured of a laugh on Saturday's at 4th Grade, I expect there to be more than normal. CITY
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