Washout of a weekend ends the season
Well almost – but it does not dull the “champion” feeling
The “well almost” from my point of view refers to the last piece of action for LSCA which will be the John Heaton U13 Final this coming Thursday. Lancaster RGS will play either Bolton School or Blessed Trinity in Lancaster starting at 12 noon. As I have the trophy, match balls and medals it looks like I will be travelling up to Lancaster to do the honours.
The “washout” refers to the final weekend of the season in the Bolton League as well as the demise of the Shakers up in Hartlepool on Saturday. The least said about the latter the better. I did manage to see a football match on Sunday when I was Transport Manager for Sophie whose team the Diamonds were far from that standard losing 6-2 to a team in Nelson. Good job I had a brollie with me as the heavens opened at kick off.
The “champion” feeling was certainly present on Saturday at the Log Cabin where the Mount were able to start celebrating the treble a little earlier than planned. The annual Stewie present giving ceremony was performed by Woody aka Mark Stewart and Sheikh Willetts. It did go on for quite a while but was still rather funny. Each first team player received a “present” to reflect their season. The most bizarre was the pig’s heart and peas for Danny Hornby. The last was to pro Asif who will be returning next year.
THE PRO, WOODY STEWART AND THE SHEIKH
Wherever I have been over the past few days mention “Lancashire” and the reaction has been brilliant. I paid some cheques into the LSCA account on Friday in Radcliffe and when the cashier saw the Lancashire Schools Cricket name her response was exactly the same. The success has most definitely captured not just the cricket supporters in the county but many, many others. That “champion” feeling will be bubbling along for some time to come. Certainly the meeting of the LCB Development of Excellence Committee this evening at Old Trafford will be a celebratory one. When you add the U14 Boys and the U13 Girls National titles to the “Big One” then we have a Lancashire treble for 2011.
To finish the blog today I have a story to tell you of a little boy and a big boot. A week last Sunday when the Mount were at Old Trafford for the LCB Final the Lancashire team were heading off for their encounter in Taunton. I realised this and alerted a little posse of young Greenmount supporters including grandson Thomas. They went down to collect autographs and chat to players as they boarded the coach. It gave me the chance to offer good wishes as well between nipping up to see how the Mount were progressing. On my final visit down I discovered Tom holding a very large cricket boot. Apparently when boarding the coach one of the players had asked the group of youngsters if they needed a pair of boots. When he realised the size of the youngsters and then the boots he had dumped them in a bin near to the coach. Tom had retrieved one and was clutching it as I arrived. After hearing the description of said player and looking at his autograph we decided it must have been Kyle Hogg. Now any amount of persuasion would not allow Tom to put the boot back with the other one in the bin. Super supporter Helen was tasked with the care of said boot and its safe return to the Log Cabin. Tom felt that if he took good care of the boot it would ensure good fortune for Lancashire in Somerset. This “boot” is still there in the Heaton Family residence in Tottington. I wonder if we put it up for sale on EBay if there would be any buyers. I, also, wonder how much longer it will be before it will finally ends up in the wheelie bin.
Now the mention of wheelie bins opens up another fascinating topic. We are part of the Bury MBC and they have just changed their re-cycling policies. All households in the authority are now to have four wheelie bins. In fact last Thursday we had our latest delivered – a green one. So into which coloured wheelie bin would Kyle Hogg’s right boot go – would it be the black, brown, blue or green one ???
Enough for today. Much too soon for a T – Moment, so time for a brew.