Story Club Life - The Diary of a County Cricketer [C2007]

Unlucky mate, you're still the best bowler in the league :p
 
not that bad figures, although they are your worse, you could do worse
 
I like your presentation. It is clear, interesting and realistic. I love Franklin Gothic font, I use it all the time, at school, on PC etc.

:happy
 
Brilliant performance from MC. I think your presentation is perfect for a diary, and you write it so well. So that it mixes true feelings of a cricketer with a bit of humour (loving the appeals ;)). Great story.
 
Feeling the Strain

May 9th 2007 - Ouch! I'm finding it incredibly difficult to write this entry so i'll keep it brief. I was having a small net against Tom Smith because he requested that I give him some practice. Because i'm such a nice team man I decided to help him out. It was only about 10 deliveries into the session that I realised just how much bounce Tom Smith could get.

He bowled one just back of a length and it rose up on me and hit me hard on my right forearm. I immediately collapsed to the floor in a heap of searing pain. My arm swelled up and Tommy came rushing over to inspect how I was. By this time my arm had swelled up to an almost basketball-sized lump and I knew that I was in a bit of bother.

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Taken by surprise; A complete snarler of a delivery led to my injury.

My chances of playing against Kent in a few days were now in severe jeopardy depending on how the x-ray goes later on. Kent themselves were in a bit of good form under their new coach Kev Mead so I really wanted to have a go at them. That'll be up to Mr.X-Ray then...
 
Ha. Unlucky there Matt. Might have a broken leg too. Never had my leg through a couple of stumps before, but I bet that hurts. :p
 
Waiting For Clearance

May 9th 2007 - I spent most of my night in the club's medical centre stewing over my arm injury. It didn't really feel like a sprain or a break but you can never be too sure with these sort of injuries. I was hoping above hope that it was just a bit of bruising that a little R&R would cure.

I sat myself down in the scary X-Ray machine, ready to have my arm bone photographed. Why I had to do this in only my underpants i'll never know but lets just say the club's physio has always been 'flamboyant'. Anyway, it was bloody cold in that room and if my mystery arm injury didn't rule me out of the Kent game then a mild case of Hypothermia would...

The X-Ray came back an hour later to show this;


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It turned out that my arm did have some internal bruising. "Internal?!" I proclaimed, "My arm's bloody purple!!".

Even though i'd avoided serious injury, my chances of playing Kent were still as dodgy as last night's curry. I'd have to get plenty of rest and cheap brand painkillers to help my injury recover.
 

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