Who Would Have Guessed - Wet Again!!

"Heatwave, Code Red, High Alert", the words of terror spat out of the AM radio dial by the lunatic fearmongers who rely on scared bozos and muppets to feed the audio beast. Prefer the way that the heat was described by a laconic business operator from Halls Gap - "we get hot days in summer, this looks like another one". Get on with it, please.

Of recent friends who have fallen, the iconic Rowland S Howard succumbed to illness (liver cancer) with his fragile body unable to reach 2010. Rowland gained acclaim through the song "Shivers" that he wrote as a sixteen year old that was recorded and released by Boys Next Door. As the band morphed into the seminal and crazed The Birthday Party, the wicked guitar noise from Rowland helped this writer through many a dull high school art or textiles class in the formative teenage years. To Rowland, short lived proof that class is eternal and will be duly remembered.

Monday 6pm, 42 degrees was the reported level as only the hardest of hard core presented themselves at the Swan Street Bridge for the running group. The translucent Rooster did not disappoint as he approached, as his ambling gait seemingly fluid, twisted torso glistening with sweat. Slightly scaled back the workload as the conditions had hit the insane, incline work of any solid pace practically impossible without reasonable oxygen available to replenish. Anyway, we were there and worked for the hour as normal. Learnt some more about TRX suspension training, is in the plan for core work deficient Lions - check in with Dyno Bells.

Cricket Management Committee is scheduled with all eventually present, some car trouble delays the Harvey Murray pairing but this allows selection to take place beforehand. As a group perched above, the ability to observe the session unfolding below directed by Smash, an assortment of drills laid out.

A late storm had rendered the surface unfit for cricket activity, shirts off and teams being the instruction. Did take some time for the optics to adjust with the contrast of a semi nude Kebab experiencing body hair regrowth against the toned and chiseled torso of Gas Box. It never fails to confuse how some laconic cricketers become animated and energized whenever a football is presented. Suppose underneath we are all closet Richos.

Running drills and ball games completed with fun and the Chairman departs with support and determination to press our council for further support in the next phase of planetary development. Forecast looks to be on the improve, disappointingly several players that should not be looking for an excuse, decided upon absence tonight instead of an effort to attend and present.

Heading into the business end of the season, every behaviour is scrutinised when it comes to a line ball decision on structure, role and selection. Would always much rather deal with pure form and results.