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The Nomadic, season 2019, issue 9.
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More wins
The Nomads registered wins at Agricola and Park Hill over the last few weekends continuing an excellent season so far; reports below.

In addition, we have news of a former Nomad reaching 93 not out, another 'blast from the past' photo from the Estonia tour as well as a few whinges about ensuring we continue adhering to our traditions and etiquette.

While they might be tedious to read, these small actions are part of the fabric of the club and it's important we current players respect the traditions that attracted us to the club in the first place. 

Unfortunately this Sunday's game has been cancelled. Sadly Fulham Taverners has folded. It's dissapointing but we've invited their players to come and join us.
93 Not Out
We were recently contacted by the duaghter of former Nomad Ken Adams who recently celebrated his 93rd birthday. Congratulations on a fine innings so far Ken! 

Ken's daughter Juliet contacted us from Maryland, U.S.A. to enquire as to whether we had any old archive photographs, records or other memories of Ken playing for the Nomads from the late 40s and 50s. 

Happily Scoop was able to scour the records and find some pictures from the period in question as well as our earliest scorebook (from 1960) which included the record of a game against Seven Sports CC at Mill Hill.

The entry indicates Adams batted at three and notched up a four and two singles before being bowled. He later took a catch to dismiss the opposition's number five batsman from the bowling of Bill Godstone.

Disappointingly for our treasurer Peter Hood, Scoop also uncovered a book belonging to our then club secretary Dave Davison showing who paid subscriptions for the 1954, 1955 and 1956 seasons. 

An entry confirmed that Ken appears fully paid up and as such the club won't be chasing him for any overdue contributions(!).

One wonders whether Pete would have preferred a trip to America or the satisfaction of squeezing 12 pence out of a former member. 

We understand that Ken has enjoyed reminiscing about his time for the club in the 'good old days' and wonders if anyone has any memories or photos they might share of the period. Please email rj.elliott@btinternet.com if you do. 

I am sure you will all like to join me in wishing Ken a happy birthday and we look forward to potentially welcoming Ken – and of course all our former members and friends – to the Christmas get together on Richmond Green. Please keep an eye on future Nomadics for details. 
Match report: Park HIll, 11th August
Game 18 out of 18 on the fixture calendar was an away game at the shared ground with Ewell CC. The toss was won by Park Hill CC who elected to field first.

The Nomads batting was opened with the Statesman and Daisy who put on 14 runs for the first wicket, Daisy slashing wildly at a short and wide ball only to get a faint edge to the keeper, dismissed for 12 runs.

The Statesman fell soon afterwards, caught and bowled for nine. Rocky (formally Lucky) was at the batting crease with Dinesh who was bowled after contributing a run trying to move the score along.

Rocky and Scoop put together a 41-run partnership before Scoop was a judged LBW and trudged off considering himself unlucky in that he had hit the ball.

Rocky went on to score 72 before being stumped. Preet scored 51 not out along with Naresh who was 34 not out. The Nomads scored a healthy 217 runs from their 35 overs.

Following a very nice but expensive tea, Park Hill set about knocking off the Nomads total.

The bowling was opened by the Assassin and Mahesh, with the former striking first in the third over; a full, fast delivery that just took an edge before being snapped up by the keeper, bowled Swain R., caught Swain N.

The Assassin bowled his full allotment of overs picking up two wickets for six runs which included five maidens.

He was ably supported by the Godfather who also bowled his full allotment of seven overs taking a solitary wicket for 21 runs, proving a valuable start to the defence of the Nomads’ total.

Preet’s friend Kala bowled six overs for 34 runs, but without reward. Dinesh bowled six overs, two maidens, also without a wicket.

Naresh, who was injured, bowled two overs for 11 runs before he had to retire. Rocky bowled four overs, one maiden for two wickets and seven runs.

Scoop rolled back the years bowling three overs, one maiden for one wicket and five runs. Park Hill scored 115 runs from their 35 overs for the loss of six wickets.

A resounding win for the Nomads with man of the match awarded to Rocky for his 72 runs and two wickets, with Scoop a close second.

There is concern for the loss of some of the traditions the club has enjoyed and promulgated over the decades. If a player scores 50 runs or takes five or more wickets, tradition suggests a jug of beer is bought by the honoured individual to celebrate their outstanding performance.

This was not only not observed last weekend but hasn’t happened for much of the season. Indeed the opposition captain bought our team a jug of beer which was consumed eagerly however, and somewhat disappointingly, we did not return the compliment.

The club secretary has felt it necessary to write to our opposition and apologise. Please let’s observe our traditions with regards to attire and general etiquette. 
Match report: Agricola, 28th July
Confusion reigned in the days leading up to this game as no one quite knew who was playing or captaining the Nomads given twelve players appeared to have made themselves available and the captain and vice-captain were due to be absent. 

In addition, it wasn’t clear if the opposition had a team – latest reports suggested they had nine or ten players – indeed earlier in the season, Rusty had played for them as they were short. 

More to the point, following the Egham Roses antics some weeks earlier, who would be taking the kit, scorebook and ball, all of which needed to be picked up from Chez Swain were of particular concern. 

At the last-minute Dicky-Boy the Assassin agreed to skipper the team, on the premise he’d be disappearing at 5pm. 

Furthermore, he would take the kit and kindly, had even agreed to convey Rusty if he could make his way to him by 12:15. 

Cue Rusty’s bemusement when he turned up – admittedly at 12:19 bag in hand – to a frantic Mother Swain demanding to know why the Assassin had agreed to play given he was due to be attending his sister’s BBQ event before she emigrated to Australia the following day.

It was a fair point and difficult to argue, so Rusty quickly took the opportunity afforded by Godfather’s unexpectedly but strategically parked-with-boot-open-and-engine-running car and jumped in. 

Off we went from Whitton to Hounslow to pick up Sausage and eventually Naresh (who’d bravely opted to take the public bus to Hounslow), before returning to Whitton to pick up Flora and heading on eventually, kit and people filling the car to epic proportions, to Chiswick. 

Hitting heavy traffic on the A316 Rusty, still bemused to be in the Godfather’s car (where did he come from? How did he know he needed a lift?), endured ‘domestic argument’ number two as the lads argued the toss as to whose fault it might be that we were going to be late. 

It was at this point that one of the backseat drivers realized that, perhaps for the first time in Nomadic history (please confirm if anyone knows), the team would consist of only players of Indian descent. And Rusty. 

A fascinating anthropological and historical debate ensued, in Hindi naturally, and the nickname “Whitey” was born. 

We duly arrived at Chiswick where we were met by sour-faced but well-meaning members of the bar staff and other teams who advised us to park pitch-side as several thefts had taken place that morning from cars. Is nowhere sacred? 

But of course, we write – and hopefully read – these reports to detail and learn how the cricket went. It was a forty overs per side game, the Nomads lost the toss and were put into the field. 

As the Assassin wasn’t, then was, then wasn’t expected to play and in the absence of anyone indicating they would be willing to temporarily step up and accept the honour, the team secretary unilaterally appointed the Godfather captain.

Initially Agricola were restricted with some tight bowling, but as the game went on it got looser and looser. 

At one point the stand-in-skipper even turned to Rusty who delivered a masterclass in how not to bowl line and length. He went on to demonstrate how overrated pace bowling is. As is pitching the ball. 

Naresh benefitted immediately from the impromptu lesson and took three wickets by doing the opposite. You’re welcome mate; the coaching invoice is in the post. 

A quick tea was held before the Nomads padded up and strode out purposefully to the crease, opening with Smartie and Flora/Statesman. 

Unfortunately, they didn’t last that long, posting 13 and 17 respectively. Preet held out manfully at the other end, while wickets fell around him: Sammi 14; Rimmy 0; Naresh 28; Rusty 0; Zeeshan 6; and Lucky 8*. 

The standout performance was from Preet who survived an early adjacent-looking pea roller to go on and smash his way to an unbeaten 92. 

The Nomads overhauled the Agricola total of 203 with three wickets in hand establishing the Godfather’s captaincy win-ratio at 100%.
 
Both teams repaired to the bar where they enthusiastically ensured everyone was rehydrated until late into the evening.

So much so that it never occurred to anyone to copy up the scorebooks and frantic efforts had to be made in the ensuing week to recover the scorebook and write up the report, hence the lack of bowling figures. 

A couple of points of order: no jugs were bought by outstanding performees to celebrate their efforts, nor was the scorebook copied up. Please ensure we pull together to get these things sorted on a weekly basis. 
Blast from the past
In a return of our occasional feature, the above photo shows Skip and Ice plus one other (i'm sure plenty of you will know whom) at our 60th anniversary tour of Estonia in 2007. 

Those who weren't on the tour might be surprised to know that the Nomads played international cricket against an Estonia XI in front of a large crowd of bemused onlookers who apparently were there to see a monster truck rally which took place around the boundary.

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