Black Caps Black Book ... /Diary - October 28
We say goodbye the South Africans following a rained out 3rd ODI in Hamilton. Yeah, go away you stupidly good at cricket South Africans, shooooo.
We say goodbye the South Africans following a rained out 3rd ODI in Hamilton. Yeah, go away you stupidly good at cricket South Africans, shooooo.
Canterbury went from 43/0 to 226/4 yesterday, they'll be looking to set Wellington a total early on today.
ND vs Auckland. Auckland won by 5 wickets.
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Well that was easy huh!? Kinda like your first day at a new job, before the shit storm begins.
Domestic cricket, it's bloody awesome. It's bloody awesome because you get to see a variety of cricketers at different stages of their careers.
Unlike Australia, New Zealand cricket is not flush with cricketing depth.
We've all grown up watching the Aussie cricket side absolutely dominate on the back of a few (a few more than any other nation) legends.
With the BlackCaps cricket season kicking off today, we thought we’d take a closer look at what’s to come in what is sure to be an exciting summer of cricket for our national side.
Not one ODI, not two ODI's but three!
Each domestic cricket season provides us cricket nerds with everything we want.
There is a line on the horizon towards which this ship is sailing. Already it is becoming difficult to distinguish the vessel clearly through the fog as it gets farther and farther away. And once it is gone, it is gone forever.
They billed it as an ‘American Invasion’. It wasn’t quite that. More like an underground American smuggling ring. But the task was achieved – Joseph Parker (and Robbie Berridge) got some US network telly airtime, spreading the good name of kiwi boxing to the land of hope and glory and easily accessible assault rifles.
Something similar to a bat signal appeared in the sky last Friday, only it was the silohuette of a blade of willow calling our almost bestest cricketers to duty.
The green, green grass. The white, white clothing. The royal family, the pineapple on the top of the trophy, the mandatory underwear checks. It all adds up to the greatest tennis tournament of them all. Wimbledon.
The match fixing scandal took another confusing turn last week. Chris Cairns returned to New Zealand after heading to the motherland to clear up a few things and upon his arrival he not only continued his denial of any involvement but he kinda ramped it up.
Chris Cairns was my first favourite cricket player. I loved him. Nobody in the world could hit a cricket ball harder and further than Cairnsy in his prime, and that slower ball was one of the most lethal weapons a bowler ever had.
Despite what we wanted to believe, Alex Leapai never really stood a chance against the mighty Wladimir Klitschko. The Ukranian behemoth helped himself to his 53rd career knockout with a fifth round TKO Sunday morning.
Folks, we definitely have a conundrum. I wouldn't say we're in a pickle, but there are a few people who have a fair bit of thinking to do and I reckon they should do that thinking relatively soon. You see we have a guy named Jesse Ryder who has talent by the bucket load but is also a bit of a character, a character who may not fit in to this very focused Black Caps unit.