Woodham Mortimer Cricket Club INDOOR BDICL 2ND SIX squad

 YEAR  LEAGUE POSITION  YEAR RESERVE CUP
2009/10 2nd div 5 2009/10 1st round 
2010/11 6th div 4
2010/11 Runners Up
2011/12 3rd div 4 2011/12       Semi Final
2012/13 7th div 3 2012/13  Semi Final 
2013/14 4th div 3  2013/14  Semi Final 
2014/15 5th div 4  2014/15  1st round 
2015/16 5th div 2  2015/16  1st round 
2016/17 2nd div 3  2016/17  Semi Final 
2017/18 2nd div 3 2017/18  Runners Up
2018/19 WINNERS div 3 2018/19  Semi Final
 2019/20    2019/20  

INDOOR BDICL 2ND SIX

Captain : Ollie Glasson

What do you get when you put Nutella on Salmon? Salmon-Ella. But what do you get when you put a speccy irritable wannabe village cricketer in the first team? Nothing, because our Olly don’t do first team. You can probably hear our Oliver before you see him. Known for having the largest mouth in the club, Olly spends 95% of his time at WM taking the piss out of anyone that breathes. I can’t think of anyone else at WM that I have genuinely thought “ah what a great guy” and “I wish he was on the other team the ****” in exactly the same match. Olly was previously captain of Margaretting before we signed him on a free a few years ago and rumour has it that everyone there got so f***** off with his antics they purposely folded the club to get away from him. If anybody at WMCC could fall into sh*t and come up smelling of roses it would be our Olly. But our very own Millhouse has as much success off the field at pulling than he does on the field pulling a ball. In the 2015 venture to Taunton Olly turned into a farmer one night and safely managed to capture a local pig. Such a nice chap our Olly. There loads of squealing that night - and the girl even managed a few sighs of disappointment, but that story (and video evidence see FB) is safe for another time. But in all seriousness, you can’t meet a nicer bloke than our Olly. Not only will he attempt to do an off-break, but he’ll do his best at leg spin as well. Doesn’t matter if you get hit for 6 Olli, it’s the effort that counts.
Players
Gavin Cook

The Club Yoyo. Gav’s been up and down between the 1st & 2nd XI more times than a whore’s drawers. You would think that this would be the main headache for the captains each week – which team to put our Gav in. But it’s not. The main headache is what boundary marker to put people on when our Gav bowls. The answer is the next field if possible! I mean can you really call it bowling? For sure our Gav has burgled 6 wickets in a single game, but even Stevie Wonder can chuck a ball up high and hope for the best. It’s a frustrating game this cricket malarkey. But more about the man himself. Gav’s surname isn’t just Cook by coincidence. Oh no. Before his days as a brick layer (if only his bowling figures were as study as his walls) Gavala was a top chef at his local wimpy. Gav took up the name ‘Cook’ because he just loved making food. You can see this every week when Gav plays when he offers the batsman 6 pies an over.

In a previous life Gav must have been Chinese. He hates dogs. Detests them , so much so that Gav would rather have Adolf Hitler sit on his lap whilst he stroked him rather than the resident WMCC mascot Trigger. Maybe Adolf and Gav are mates. Have you seen the size of Gav’s cricket bag. Must be the largest in the world – big enough to fit a small Nazi in for sure. Can’t keep anything else in their surely – apart from those shiny new pads and gloves, and that unused bat. Don’t let the blotches of red fool you. Gav will tell you they’re from boundaries. Poppycock – after another 1’s fiasco Gav got out for a duck and went straight to the supermarket. Coming across the vegetable aisle Gav vented his frustration on the cherry tomatoes. Gav was eventually escorted out but caused a right palaver when his bag got stuck in the doors. Very embarrassing. Managers had to lube him up with butter to squeeze him into the gap – something Gav is still struggling to do when batting.

Nigel Costin

If Humpty Dumpty and a pair of promiscuous (look it up Cam) wicket-keeping gloves ever had a love child you would get a little something like our Nigel. Like his dear old father Dumpty, who couldn’t be put back together again, our Nigel also appears to be shot to pieces in more places than one. I mean what is it with you wicket-keepers? First you moan that my bowling is too far down the off-side then you tell me its too far down the leg side. Are you never happy? Our Nigel is a rare breed. With what knees he has left he leaps to any wide ball like a gazelle, one that was once a fine prancing animal but has since been shot a few times and half eaten by a lion. Who needs knees anyway?

Jack Preston

Signed from Margaretting in the 14/15 transfer window (undisclosed fee) JP was disheartened to learn that the WMCC ladies had since folded, and so decided to join the 2nd XI.

Since the change JP has taken the cricket world by storm, putting fear into the hearts of Division 8 batsman around the T-Rippon with his blistering medium pace half trackers and abnormally close eyebrows, not to mention his chin which for a young lad is abnormally gigantic compared to the other areas of his body – like  Quagmire from family guy. Our JP suffers an unfortunate case of Narcolepsy and temporary tattoos, provided to him by the Woodham faithful. His voice also resembles something that a Gnat would produce – one of those annoying little buggers that constantly irritate everyone. However, just being too big to swat with a roll of newspaper we allow JP to stay - just so we can see him jump over the ball in fright whenever it comes near him. Hilarity.

Alas, despite this adversity JP, ever one to say ignore the naysayers has recently come about as a bit of a daredevil all-rounder. Against Island Tavners in 2016 he proved his worth with the bat, hitting a splendid knock of 48 until he snatched defeat out of the very jaws of victory and scooped a doddering ball straight to a fielder, costing WMCC the game and the batsman his chance at a maiden 50. Yet there is great potential in this young lass, and like the many scribbles of ink on his drunken arm, fortune too is written in the stars for seasons to come. If you don't believe that, you will also fail to believe JP holds the record for second best bowling spell in the history of WMCC, with an impressive 7-32. Sadly, once again falling two short to be the King of the swingers.

John Woodrow
Woodham Mortimer CC has seen some fantastic leg spinners come through its ranks during my time, Gavin Cook, Steve Richardson and Dan Karkocki to name but a few. But none match up in comparison to Sir John Woodrow. Sir John is like a vintage Aldi wine. Fruity, doesn’t go for much and only improves with age. It was only last week I saw Sir John playing an indoor match against Rayleigh – getting more turn on the tarmac than I ever thought possible. I felt sorry for the poor batsman. Trying to read John’s deliveries was like trying to tell which liquorice all-sort you was going to pick out of the bag. Unplayable bowler.  Never seen him been hit for six – although I’m sure he has been (he wouldn’t be a proper Woodham player if he hadn’t.) And an absolute pleasure to watch a spinner finally pitch a ball – take notes Ollie Glasson. Yes Sir John is something special. Turns it like a meal in a microwave, like a key in a lock. Once I remember Sir John telling me that he could turn toast back into bread – but he is getting on a bit now so don’t take everything he says as gospel. I mean the gent is nearly 227 years old. Oh wait, that’s wickets not age (he’s actually 127 years old). 227 wickets as a spinner eh. Not too shabby indeed. Sir John is also one of those players that can indeed hold a bat, with a respectable HS of 89 and three half-centuries for WMCC to his tally. A fabulous achievement from the elderly gentleman. I say elderly. More like ancient. Sir John should be in a museum by now along with Peggy. But you can’t tell him otherwise. Cricket’s in the DNA. Who knew those replacement metal hips could work such miracles. No wonder he is so talented, I mean Sir John did used to net with none other than W.G. Grace mind you. And with all this time to practice during his retirement. I wish I had 60 years of retirement to practice. Still, I would never reach the heights Sir John has. Yes the Doc is quite the celebrity around these parts, and with him returning to action this winter let’s hope that he can continue to hold onto his crown as the King of the leg-spinners.  
Performance history
SeasonMatchesWonDrawnTiedLostCancelledAbandoned
All14180006100
2018/2019131000300
2017/2018151000500
2016/2017151100400
2015/201610500500
2014/20157200500
2013/201415700800
2012/2013166001000
2011/2012171300400
2010/2011186001200
2009/2010151000500