M and I both have brothers who live in Australia with their families. My brother lives in Brisbane. M has a brother in Sydney and another in Perth. Yip, we're all pretty spread out.Here is a fun exclamatory story from my brother. For those not initiated to the fine sport of cricket, the Gabba is a famous sports stadium in Brisbane, Shaun Pollock is a South African cricketer and Brandon is our 12 year-old nephew - a good cricketer too - who was recently selected for a Queensland indoor cricket team:
Well people!
As you all know I have so much money (sic) … I can quite easily throw it away!!
Well, for those doubting Thomas’s … I did exactly that tonight!!! $1000 to be exact!!!!
Picture the scene … family outing to the renowned Gabba … good old Nando’s for dinner … a quiet beer beforehand. All ready for a 20/20 clash between Queensland and Western Australia.
As you all know I have so much money (sic) … I can quite easily throw it away!!
Well, for those doubting Thomas’s … I did exactly that tonight!!! $1000 to be exact!!!!
Picture the scene … family outing to the renowned Gabba … good old Nando’s for dinner … a quiet beer beforehand. All ready for a 20/20 clash between Queensland and Western Australia.
The bowler strides in, batsman hits the ball … perfect … soars over the boundary into our part of the crowd. Ball comes straight to me … I can see it as big as a melon … keeps coming … it’s mine … I can see it [a white melon you might ask?]. It is still mine … it is meant for me!!!!! AND ME ONLY!
It reminds me of the time Shaun Pollock hit a ball to me [beach cricket] and I caught it … a ball I still have in my bottom drawer!!!! This to prove I can catch!!!
At the critical moment, milli-seconds before impact, Brandon’s friend reaches out and makes contact with the ball. His thumb will hurt for days yet!! As will my ego! The small deflection changes the route of the ball and it ends up going onto my left hand [both hands were ready for the catch] … I promise.
[Here come the excuses now] I had struck my left hand with a hammer trying to mark out our new pool a few hours before … no feeling in the left hand … and, thud, it dropped onto the ground. The officials came running over … as they had no video evidence I had dropped it … they thought I had caught it!!!!!! [Every catch by a supporter off a six is worth $1000.]
Thanks Mom … you taught me well ... $1000 down the drain!!!!!
And to top it all, I walked out to a small white slip of paper on the car windshield … $75 parking fine!!!!
Where is the justice in this world!!!
Well, back to catching practice!! I know I will never be a carpenter!
It reminds me of the time Shaun Pollock hit a ball to me [beach cricket] and I caught it … a ball I still have in my bottom drawer!!!! This to prove I can catch!!!
At the critical moment, milli-seconds before impact, Brandon’s friend reaches out and makes contact with the ball. His thumb will hurt for days yet!! As will my ego! The small deflection changes the route of the ball and it ends up going onto my left hand [both hands were ready for the catch] … I promise.
[Here come the excuses now] I had struck my left hand with a hammer trying to mark out our new pool a few hours before … no feeling in the left hand … and, thud, it dropped onto the ground. The officials came running over … as they had no video evidence I had dropped it … they thought I had caught it!!!!!! [Every catch by a supporter off a six is worth $1000.]
Thanks Mom … you taught me well ... $1000 down the drain!!!!!
And to top it all, I walked out to a small white slip of paper on the car windshield … $75 parking fine!!!!
Where is the justice in this world!!!
Well, back to catching practice!! I know I will never be a carpenter!
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