Not actually an overseas. Just come from Scotland. Geddit? He’s playing well, but they could have done with him at the Oval last week. They have an actual overseas coming next week. Imran Blooming Tahir.
— Rob McGregor (@RobMcGregor35)
June 29, 2016@willis_macp “Who is this new overseas player Notts have signed to prop up their batting – Rain? Is he from New Zealand?”
Good question.
— bleurgh (@PossiblyRobNob)
June 29, 2016@willis_macp is it just me, or has this season been rainier than usual? or perhaps this is just a result of the national malaise…
An answer: in a word, yes. It’s been properly minging. Just been chatting to Ian Bell – yeah, I know right – and he says they’re approaching 750 overs lost for the season. Think Middlesex, Durham, Kent and Worcestershire (latter two lost all four days of their opening fixture) are the worst affected, though. Wettest June in cricketing memory is the expression, I believe. It’s blooming relentless, and actually a bit sad.
I’ve put my email address up top in the standfirst. Email me your silliness or put them in the comments. You can also rudely tweet me pithier thoughts @willis_macp.
I’m wondering, possibly, for today’s game – in lieu of my DJing from yesterday – whether we discuss cricketers with rainy/weathery names.
Obvs you’ve got John Snow from way back when, but English cricket is really executing its skills when it comes to producing young players with talented rainy surnames at the moment. Coming up through the ranks are Hampshire’s Joe Weatherley and Leicestershire’s Ben Raine. Any more for any more on the current circuit?
Morning all it’s the morning call
Morning all. It’s raining again. I’d swear if I was allowed to.
So this morning I had the chance to stick … or twist. As readers of yesterday’s county cricket – live! will well know, it veritably wazzed it down here in Birmingham yesterday, and play was aborted shortly after lunch, never to return. The forecast, at that stage, was even bleaker for today, the final day of Notts visit to Warwickshire.
As a result I scoured forecasts around the land to see if there would be play anywhere. London, where I live, and Lord’s seemed a decent enough option. I’d travel south early rather than late. But when I woke up early this morning with half an eye on doing that, I discovered that the forecast for NW8 had worsened; Birmingham looked just as grim. I resolved to stay.
I guess, in a way, it hasn’t turned out too badly at all. There’s a delayed start at both grounds. At almost all the grounds, in fact, with only Canterbury getting away on time.
Here, play looks high unlikely. We’re taking early lunch at 12 and the call could come very soon after that; the rain is by no means heavy, but the whole place is just soggy. And damp. It ain’t going nowhere.
Worst of all, I think I exhausted every song I know about rain when pretending to be a DJ yesterday, so I can’t even do that. Any suggestions as to how I entertain myself?
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