Looks as though he might just play at Worcester, which would be better than nothing.

A football related episode but with Jim Troughton tapping into his acting heritage to try out some regional voices:
https://www.reportsfromarbroath.com/blog/the-poignant-tale-of-a-broken-star

Craig Miles' first over: 1-25.

Pips? Luxury!

paulbear wrote:

In that case how about bringing him on when the ball is about 12-15 overs old and then again when it is less than 35 overs old. He will only get strength to bowl by bowling. As Fred Trueman said, in all the years he bowled, he barely had a single injury, bowled more than 1000 overs a season and only kept bowling because he knew he could because his body was up to it.

I agree, though I think the whole world has changed since Fred's day. (Sir) Alec Bedser used to reckon that kids built up their strength because they often had to walk miles to school. And don't ask me about drinks on the field! The great Tom Dollery once refused to have drinks brought out and said: "Drinks? Why do we need drinks? In the desert in North Africa during the war, we were allowed two pints of water a day. And one of those was for the tank." By contrast, yesterday when Hampshire got a wicket off the fifth ball of the first over, drinks were immediately rushed out to the parched players.

Rant over!

I understand that the Worcestershire match will be Clive Eakin's farewell as a commentator.

I'd be interested to know how Dermot came across on comms. He has obviously had a rough time with a few drugs relapses.

Mousley 2-46 in both innings.
I suppose they can call it an "unofficial Test Match" if they want to; but it was really just a practice match for the tourists.

Based on his first couple of shots, it looks like Davies is trying to get them before lunch.

Based on his first couple of shots, it looks like Davies is trying to get them before lunch.

Apparently, Keith Cook has been made an Honorary Life Vice President of the ECB - one of only six people to receive this honour.
A knighthood can only be a step away!

Yes I'm not sure if it's first class because, according to Cricinfo, both teams have 13 players, 11 batting and 11 fielding.

Having read so much about it, on here and elsewhere, I had to take a look at the Davies dismissal. And I agree that, in the circumstances of the game, it was truly dreadful.
Maybe the triple burden of captaincy, keeping wicket and opening the batting is just a step too far for the multi-talented Mr. Davies.

ajones1328 wrote:

After Stokes, Barnard is probably the best Batting all-rounder now in the country

...and, dare I say it, he's fit.

Dan was the seventh bowler used (out of nine).
There's a whiff of nepotism about the team selection - sons of Mike Atherton, Dale Benkenstein and Neil Killeen and James Rew's brother plus there is another of the Curran clan in the Zimbabwe side.

Michael Booth out for three months, according to the Club.

ajones1328 wrote:

GerryShedd wrote:

Whilst I don't disagree too much, I wonder if "cleaning up a tail" is less common than it used to be. Gone are the days when an Eric Hollies (or, for that matter, a Mark Robinson) was a walking wicket. Most tail-enders these days have at least some pretensions to batting skill; and if the ball is old and the pitch favourable to batting, wickets are not easy to come by.

We can only hope that applies to us today !

Yes!

Whilst I don't disagree too much, I wonder if "cleaning up a tail" is less common than it used to be. Gone are the days when an Eric Hollies (or, for that matter, a Mark Robinson) was a walking wicket. Most tail-enders these days have at least some pretensions to batting skill; and if the ball is old and the pitch favourable to batting, wickets are not easy to come by.

George Dobell has asked me if I will republish here the tribute to Robert that he has written for The Cricketer. He calls it his Robituary and says Robert would have wanted it published here, which is a nice thought. I envy George's ability to find exactly the right thing to say.
Anyway, here it is:

Robert Brooke: May 5 1940 to May 15, 2025.

Robert Brooke, the co-founder of the Association of Cricket Statisticians and Historians (ACS), has died. He was 85.
Brooke, who authored more than 20 books and wrote a column for The Cricketer for 23 years, chaired the ACS from 1973 to 1979 and was librarian at Warwickshire CCC. He was, among many other things, statistician for The Cricketer and Warwickshire CCC.
Born in Solihull in May 1940, his original surname was Higgs. But he changed it by deed poll to Brooke - his mother’s maiden name - after falling out with his somewhat domineering father. He received his first Playfair Cricket Annual when he was eight - the first year of its publication - and his first Wisden at 16. From there he was hooked. Having excelled at maths at school, he was also blessed with a detective’s hunger for information and something close to a photographic memory. It combined to help him develop into one of the very best statisticians and historians the game has seen.
He ruffled feathers at times. He was never one to accept conventionally held ‘truths’, be they historical or statistical, and would be contemptuous of those whose research failed to live up to his exacting standards. He reexamined nearly all established statistics, invariably corrected them and immeasurably improved the accuracy of the craft.
His book reviews were also infamously acerbic. Once, after an admittedly sub-standard piece, I received a withering email from him reading only “I’m so sorry this is what you’ve become”. Another time, I asked for his help with an obituary. “He was the sort of man whose zimmer frame you wanted to kick from under him,” he replied.
But he was also wonderfully generous with his knowledge. And his ability to apply that knowledge, to make it relevant and interesting, really took his work to a different level. Several generations of journalists - including E.W Swanton, John Arlott, Christopher Martin-Jenkins and, at a more modest level, this one more than any - owed him plenty.
There was little money in cricket statistics in Robert’s early years - or later, he would no doubt point out - so he pursued numerous alternative careers. At first, he explored a future in law, working at Lincoln's Inn. When that failed to engage him, he worked as a postal clerk and then a postman. For a while, he enjoyed an existence of something akin to a hippy, living in Glastonbury and enjoying a relationship with a duchess. At around the same time, he slept overnight on the pitch at Hambledon in the hope of evoking the spirits at ‘the cradle of cricket’.
But Warwickshire - and Warwickshire CCC - always called him home. For many years, he sold newspapers at Dorridge Station. He also worked, for a time, as a private detective but admitted the lure of the pub rendered him suboptimal when it came to staking out the subjects of his work. Nobody who knew him will be at all surprised that the idea for the ACS (and it was, originally, an association for statisticians; the ‘historians’ bit was added later) was, in 1972, born in a pub.
His Milestones column, in The Cricketer, was astonishing for the level of research it evidenced in those pre-internet days, while he also edited the ACS quarterly The Cricket Statistician from 1973 to 1985. Most would concede it was not quite as interesting or relevant after he relinquished it. He was proud of his work for Wisden, too.
In 2011, he became the first individual to win the ACS’s Statistician of the Year for a second year (Philip Bailey had won it once as an individual and once as a partnership) having also been awarded it in 1989.
That 2011 award was in recognition of his final and perhaps best book: FR Foster - The Fields Were Sudden Bare. Robert always had something of a penchant for melancholy and the Foster story - of a brilliant young player who helped Warwickshire win the Championship, England win the Ashes and might have been the father of leg-theory but who lost everything to mental illness - appealed to his sense of melancholy. His book on John Shilton, who drank himself to death at the age of 37, was in a similar vein.
Away from cricket, he loved Wagner (Richard, not Neil) and only ventured overseas twice. Both times the destination was Russia - his father was a communist who encouraged an interest in the country - and both times he travelled by bus.
His later years were bedevilled by failing eyesight. It’s a cruel affliction for anyone, but for a writer and researcher like Robert, it felt particularly diminishing. He spent his final years in a pleasant care home in the Warwickshire countryside and, while his sight finally deserted him completely, his memory and humour never did. He admitted in the last few days he was ready to declare and almost immediately did so.
Late in life, he met a psychologist who suggested she may be able to help him get rid of the ferocious stutter that afflicted him throughout his life.
"I won't, if you don't mind," he replied. "I've grown rather fond of it.”
Many of us had.

Bald_Reynard wrote:

What is it about Liam Dawson and us?! We can never get him out cheaply and he always scores a hatful against us!

I agree about Liam Dawson; and let's not forget his ridiculous figures of 7/15 against us two years ago to knock us out of the One Day Cup.