Set expectations low, and you won't disappoint
Saturday, August 10, 2019
Having never batted during a real cricket match before, I figured I wouldn't do well. And I was right! Two balls into my turn at bat, the bowler put one right past me and shattered the wicket, and I went out in ignominy. Fortunately, my friend Arun had a great spell at bat, and did just enough to get us to victory with three balls to spare.
The setting was the annual picnic held by one of our local Bengali community organizations. Members cone from across metro Detroit, and there are enough guys to make up a couple of teams, roughly split into folks who live north of Detroit, and those who are in the Western suburbs. Though I live 45 minutes west of the city, my brother is on the northern squad, and so I joined them. I had a cameo appearance in last year's showdown, and happened to make a couple of putouts, which are a relatively bigger deal in cricket because you only get ~10, as opposed to 27 in a baseball game, amount other differences. I think making two catches like I did last year also sticks out because only one player in cricket wears gloves.
Anyway, fast forward to this year, and I don't make any outs, and on offense, I'm a total disaster. But even with that, I wasn't our least valuable player. Another guy cost us a few runs on defense and wasted 9 or 10 pitches on offense, when this particular game was limited to 90 legitimate pitches for each team. A couple of people in his own team might have subtly clapped when he was retired. It was just in time, too, since as I mentioned above, we won the game with only three pitches left in our turn at bat.
But all's well that ends well, and it's only me stewing about how I got taken out so easily and quickly in my first legitimate attempt at batting during a cricket match.