As today proved, I'm not such a natural sportsman that I can take 6 months off and come back as good (or average) as I ever was.
Yes, it was the first evening of cricket practice of 2019, on the underground bounce of the nets of the local academy. It was the busiest I've ever seen nets, which was probably a blessing as I didn't have to bowl too much on my plantar fascitis foot which by the way stood up to it ok.
Or at least, it doesn't hurt any more that it usually does.
As it turned out, I bowled ok, once I'd got a rotten full toss out of my system. Clattered the stumps a few times, although every time I tried to field off my own bowling I fell over and missed the ball.
Batting was a different matter. Like any kind of "hit a thing with a thing" sport - tennis, badminton...bar billiars - once I get out of practice, I completely lose any basic ability for a while. The first two balls bowled to me I missed completely and knocked over the three sticks. I then took my helmet off and batted with a cap on instead, and although I didn't get castled again I still couldn't hit the bloody thing.
It was only my last couple of deliveries that my feet began to move anywhere at all.
Hopefully things will be better next week, because no-one else seems to get as rusty in the off season as I do.
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