AGM Update

Afternoon all,
 
A gentle reminder to everyone that the 2018 Club AGM will be held at the club on the 19th of February at 7.30pm. We encourage all members to be present so please make every effort to be there.
 
In addition, if you have any desire to be Captain or Vice Captain of any of the 4 teams then please let myself or Rob Johnson as soon as possible. The club is not a closed shop and openly encourages people to put themselves forward for any role they wish.
 
Finally, The club committee is after some fresh impetus and is actively looking for some new members, we meet once a month/6 weeks to discuss all things for the benefit of the club and would encourage any fresh ideas from any current members. Again if you would be interested please let myself or Rob know!
Many Thanks,
Phil Dunnett

Winter Nets

Happy New Year All!

Now that we are well into 2018 and with the cricket season just over 4 months away it’s time to fetch your dusty Cricket bag from the loft and get yourself to winter nets.

Starting on Tuesday 6th February at 9pm running for 8 straight weeks at Finchley Indoor School.

We also have 3 academy net sessions at 8pm for three weeks starting on the 6th of February. This will be attended by our most promising 15/16/17 yr olds, if you can, please come down pre 9pm to offer a helping hand to some of our young and brightest stars.

Everyone welcome, please make every effort to be there… If you are interested please contact Club Captain Phil Dunnett on 07500 003076 or phil_dunnett4@hotmail.co.uk

See you all very soon!

poetry to stir the soul

Thanks to Tom Allan for this. It was buried in the last Bugle but surely deserves a wider airing

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Play up, play up…

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Vitai Lampada – Adapted for the Modern Era Bugle

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There’s a breathless hush in Gatting Way to-night
Eighty Four to make and four points to win
A bumping pitch and a blinding light,
An hour to play and Alvin in.
And it’s not for the sake of a Gray Nicolls bat,
Or the selfish hope of a season’s fame,
But Philip’s hand on his shoulder pat
‘Play up! play up! and play the game!’

The sand of Uxbridge is sodden red,
Red with the wreck of a square that broke;
The Gatling’s jammed and Gandolfini dead,
And the lower order blind with old Hadgie smoke.
The overseas quickie has brimmed his banks,
And Australia’s far, and Blake a name,
But the voice of Faisal rallies the ranks:
‘Play up! play up! and play the game!’

This is the match that year by year,
While in her place Division One is set,
Every one of her teams must hear,
And none that plays it dare forget.
This they all with a joyful mind
Bear through life like a ball in game,
And falling fling to Shepherds Bush behind
‘Play up! play up! and play the game!’

Sir Henry Newbolt and Thomas Allan

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Play well tomorrow gentlemen, play well