Thanks Morgs!!

(2nd grade One Day Grand Final '04-05', Western Districts V's North Canberra, Majura Oval)


This all I remember.. 1 run needed, 1 wicket in hand and 1 ball to be delivered. Jack Scaz at the top of his mark wiping the sweat from his brow while I'm Scratching a hole in the ground with my spikes at mid off quietly hoping the comes nowhere near me so I'm not the one to blame if we lose.. Scaz turns at the top of his mark and approaches the crease with the same gusto as he had all day.


 Brad Morgan at the wicket batting at number 11 but with the strut of a first dropper, scaz hits the bowling crease and sends down a fullish offering, Morgan backing his freakish batting talents unleashes his hands at the ball.. At mid off a pensive M Wheatley is relieved to see the ball flying comfortably over his head.. Then it hit me.. Fuck I can probably get to that, all I can hear in the distance is skipper cosgrove screaming 'WHEATERS, WHEATERS!!' and then there was silence....

I settled myself under the ball for what seemed like an eternity, the clouds were dark and grey and all i could see was a silouette of the pill, My intention was to get my hands as high above my head as possible so if I fumble it I'll have a second grab at it.. All the while a million excuses are running through my head that I'm rehearsing to tell my team mates for when I shell the chance!!

As The ball makes it's way down I put up my hands and feel the impact and squint my eyes as it hits.. I open my eyes and out of pure relief the ball is thankfully still in my grasp!!

I have never been so happy to see ten other blokes running to give me a hug.

At the end of the day as I'm quietly changing nappies in the change rooms robbo says 'ay Wheats, I'm glad you took that fucken catch ovawise you weren't fucken comin' home wiv us!!'


All I could think was 'Thanks Morgs"