The Old Masters – re-interpreted 36

Good afternoon listeners, and welcome to another terrific match here at the Oval where the Plebs Eleven are taking on the Old Masters; and giving them a sound thrashing. You join us for the final ball of the over – and possibly the match…[pause] Rembrandt facing, hoping to notch up a few runs to save face….. In comes the bowler from the grandstand end… picking up his pace. Tension is positively palpable here…. He bowls….

Ooo yes Just a little lower... No I don't care what it looks like. A hamstring injury is no laughing matter. Just rub it for another 10 minutes... and careful where you put that Deep Heat.

Ooo yes Just a little lower… No I don’t care what it looks like. A hamstring injury is no laughing matter. Just rub it for another 10 minutes… and careful where you put that Deep Heat.

What a delivery! A full toss and…yes he’s out! Van Rijn is definitely out. Didn’t stand a chance against that masterful googly.

And with that, it’s back to the studio.

About Freud Fission Chips

Despite the banality of the name, FFC has led an intensely varied life. Grateful for surviving almost three years as a 'troepie' (soldier for non-South African Readers) in the Angolan war, he determined to wring as much out of life as possible. Currently providing Business Analysis services, trading on the stock market and developing web pages to pay the bills, FFC also dabbles in wildlife, landscape and people photography, writing, and far too many interests for his own good. He has also travelled extensively in southern Africa (working on the sound theory that a moving target is more dificult to hit). These peregrinations also include over 1500kms on foot through some of the worlds most spectacular scenery. It hasn't all been plain sailing, beer and skittles, and endless beds of roses... Chief amongst the prerequisites for surviving Africa, with its mind-bending characteristics, is an appropriate sense of humour.... So, for now, he will be recounting the amusing among the annoying, the frustrating wrapped in the funny and extracting the mirth from the melancholy... Oh yes, there might be some alliteration too.
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2 Responses to The Old Masters – re-interpreted 36

  1. Peter says:

    Forgive me father, for my runout, I wasted my inheritance at the (ahem) crease. Make me your household Bat-carrier. (this painting is The Prodigal Sons Return )

    • Erudite person alert…Erudite person alert.

      Haha – Brilliant Pete – thanks mate. I’m paying the price of not getting a uni-varsity eddy-kayshun. I only found out it was Johan Sebastian van Rijn’s effort thanks to Google. Drat – I’m going to have to do some more reading 🙂

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