The Far from the MCC’s Tour
to the Isle of Wight was a spectacular success against a backdrop of strike
action, player meltdowns, MOT failures and… well, anything that could
potentially be an issue being an issue. Anyway, the weather was gorgeous as
were the party who travelled south for this particular soiree. Honouring the epochal
‘Player Ratings’ Inspection of 2008, and those [inferior ones] that have
subsequently followed, here is the latest utterly mesmerising and beguiling
findings from our delicious 2022 island capers…. ‘Tour Player Inspector’
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Name: James Bateman Rating: Hero to Zero James is buggering off to Australia soon, after firmly
establishing himself as that guy who scores all the runs along with that
other guy with messy black hair who opens up with him. He also takes loads of
wickets, drinks and jokes well, slams Howarth’s batting inadequacies and is a
jolly bloody nice guy in general. You can also bracket Digger as not being a
geriatric. So, all in all, not a massive loss to the club then. Selfish
bastard. |
Name: Matt Bullock Rating: Several Pints Multiplied by CAMRA Matt
was instrumental in the initial organising of Tour I-o-W. Put simply, there
were some fine real ale drinking establishments on the island that needed
visiting, so that’s that sorted then. He was his usual assured, sarcastic
self, mocking and never slacking at the bar, and also doing some fine work
behind the stumps [and scorebook] when called into action. Actually, without
looking at the scorecards, I can’t remember if Matt did do any keeping, but
if he did, it was way better than Geoff. |
Name: Geoff Carter Rating: One MOT Short of a Minibus Geoff is and always will be a MAD Legend. Full
stop. Central to the club’s blame culture year on year, he simply lets it all
just roll off his seasoned shoulders, finds a witty riposte, and lets the
idiot with the latest accusation work it all out for himself. He’s now
pushing 100 years old, still has his faculties and is never backwards when
heading to the bar. He gains points for quite righteously telling Howarth to
fuck off when trying for that infamous suicidal single at Porchfield, but
loses a few for that botched minibus MOT. |
Name: Andrew Darley Rating: Super Smashing Great Mr
Darley was devastated that his roomy (Beavis) couldn’t make Tour, but he
dusted himself down, squared his shoulders and grabbed things by the steering
wheel (literally). Eternally upbeat and vivacious, Andrew poured his heart
and soul into the trip, be it with the ball or with the bat… his club HS at
#11 a thing of beauty v Bartley CC. He even skippered when required, sung the
theme tune and on our return to the mainland, drove Matt all the way back to
Charlbury due to those ‘effing train strikes. This was his finest MAD Tour by
a country mile. |
Name: Giant Duck Rating: Monkeypox Free Giant Duck sat out the second day of Tour being
that he was forgotten about on top of a 47” TV back at the Waverley B&B. He
gains points for doubling as a cushion and footrest on Day 3 and also for
avoiding any steady streams of dog urine. He was acquainted with the Waverley
cat however, so that might explain his post-Tour odour. |
Name: David Emerson Rating: 3 Days out 3 at The Waverley A star-studded and sequined performance on Tour
for the club’s maverick and jocular Kiwi. Absent for way too many Tours in
recent times, here he returned with a bang to remind people of his bowling
nous, throwing nous and supreme ability to cob and bitch from the boundary.
Reasonable at pirate golf, David gains points for a big heart and helping [and
funding] some stranded pisshead in Newport get a taxi home, but loses points
for being told off by Father Turner for childlike behaviour on Day 3.
Brilliant to have you back, David … now let’s ensure you’re here for keeps! |
Name: James Hoskins Rating: 5 and run out As fun, loopy and effervescent as ever, JMO threw
himself into Tour with all the usual idiosyncratic gusto we would expect.
Wins and losses on the horses, ups and quacks at the cricket and a stirring
individual display at Pirate Golf [until the wheels came off at the final
water hazard]. James gains points for his undying positivity and cheerleading
of the team’s sole victory at Porchfield, but loses points for poor camera
stock often shot at the wrong shutter speed and wrong ISO setting [must do
better]. We probably also need to talk about the framing of a photo and
purchasing of a better zoom lens [ahem]. |
Name: Jake Hotson Rating: 1 Day out of 3 at The Waverley A mixed bag for Jake on this particular Tour,
with the fuel gauge reading empty after a quite hectic first day. A
smorgasbord of travel taking in buses, taxis and ferries, was then followed
by a cricketing splatterfest in Newport. With no time for his brain to recover,
he was thrust into a pub quiz and pub crawl before coming to a jarring halt
in the early hours [and an uncompliant hotel door]. Forced to sleep rough
with a pack of wolves out on the lawn, there were echoes of a decade earlier
in Norfolk, where he instead used a park bench as a bed for the night. Jake
loses points for waking a fat man in the early hours by stoning his window,
but gains kudos for his pre-Tour organising whenever asked. HE WILL RETURN. |
Name: Ian Howarth Rating: 3 Cobs out of 3 Skippering
and losing the first match whilst heavily under the influence, Spam enjoyed a
minibus whitey on the way to Shanklin the following day. Somehow avoiding
being sick, he was shite at Pirate Golf, but did recover enough to gain some kudos
later with his photography at the cricket ground. This brief period of credit
then evaporated due to a string of expletive-riddled cobs at Porchfield on
the final day, blaming Geoff for most of anything and everything. Spam would
finally compound his misery by losing a drunken boundary sprint against Mr
Timms [former athlete don’t you know] and collapsing somewhere close to where
he threw his bat earlier in the day. That bat now marks his grave. |
Name: Mike Reeves Rating: Minus Thousands in ££££ Mike spent much of Tour fuming over the funding
of taxis before being crushed by an unsolicited bar bill at Porchfield [that
stretched into the hundreds]. When he found time away from keeping the club
afloat, he performed admirably on the field. Some useful wickets, some useful
runs and some mean left-handed tricks at the golf. Famous for having a
polygamist lifestyle that takes in this island, Mike was unusually quiet during
his evening dalliances, preferring to chat in hushed tones about insolvency
and the cost of The MAD curry night. |
Name: Mark Rundle Rating: 0 Games out of 4 Having done pretty much fuck all on the field
last Tour, Psycho went one better this one by doing absolutely fuck all. He
can be forgiven for dying at Stanton St John, but not for jumping the NHS
waiting list. Amongst his contributions were umpiring, circling the boundary
like a caged lion, harbouring glib and sarcasm thoughts, and eating enough
ice-cream to ensure he adds being diabetic to his lengthening list of
ailments. Top man for Touring and “doing a Moo” [i.e not playing], we look forward in earnest to
seeing him back on the pitch soon [to swing across the line and throw that
metronomic shit down]. |
Name: David Shorten Rating: 1 Tree Skewered with a Cricket Ball Thank the Lord that David owns a works van and thank
the Lord he is prepared to ferry everyone’s crap about on Tour, because with
no kit we don’t have a Tour and with no David, we don’t have anyone to smash
huge sixes into trees and hedgerows. After relaxing into Tour at his own
gentle pace, Lego was given the Captain’s armband on Day 2 and subsequently thrown
to the lions in Shanklin [poor bastard]. Away from stupid cricket, he fared
well with the putter, swam back and from the mainland with no bother, and avoided
being selected for the Newport Massacre by burning his Top Trump card [used
for selection purposes]. |
Name: Gary Timms Rating: 400 - 750m champion Having once lived on the Isle of Wight, Gary fell
in with the wrong crowd in his partying days and was forced into exile on the
UK mainland. Now happily co-promoting Glastonbury year-on-year, he returned
to his old stomping ground disguised behind sunglasses and knitted in amongst
some shit cricketing pub team. Shanklin brought back many happy memories and
thankfully he remained largely incognito, although he was dragged into a bar
room brawl at a Newport Wetherspoons. On the field he saved his best for Day
3 with both handy runs down the order and some excellent wickets with his
leggies. Loses points for killing Spam in some absurd boundary sprint. |
Name: Russ Turner Rating: Zero Responsibility out of 100 Due to managing the broken team bus single-handedly
[otherwise known as Season 2022], Russ took a wholly backseat approach when
it came to this Tour. Helping nobody apart from himself, delighting in the
hapless misery of other captains, his was to kick back, lord it up and help
fucking nobody [and good on him]. Batting magnificently for himself at
Newport, he became the self-confessed Pirate Golf champion despite a bogus
scorecard and ate and drank the island several times over. An eternally
generous man at the bar, Russ soon realised this honeymoon was over and it
was back to reality the coming week. In fact, this reality was so stark, he chose
to stay on another week in the I-o-W. [Applause and laughter] |
Name: Jan Webster Rating: 100% as Captain A virgin Tourist, it felt like Jan had always
been on Tour, like every Tour, as like Gonzo before him he radiates that
essential Tour Mascot. Slipping easily into the role of the leftfield
conductor, delighting in the organised chaos and stupidity surrounding him,
Jan even laid a marker on Day 3 by skippering a winning game of cricket [you
heard that right] and not once mentioning that Russ had probably doctored his
scores at Pirate Golf. We pray Mr Webster is back year on year, as our
journey is and will be all the richer for his wit, sarcasm and childlike
enthusiasm for the unrelenting bollocks of it all. |
Name: Chris Williams Rating: Forever 29 Having originated the abandoned Tour to Brighton during
the pandemic, then having a wedding clash with the same Tour after the
pandemic, Williams finally managed to board a MAD Tour bus and get shitfaced.
When he wasn’t completely wasted, he was darned pretty good, but when he was
[ahem, see Day 1 match report….] Flogged on the field for all four matches,
he starred in the win over Porchfield which perhaps papered over the cracks
of his Newport bow. Gains marks for managing to communicate and order some
food at the kebab house but loses points for amnesia and not remembering
ordering food at the kebab house. He also claims to have never ordered or
eaten a kebab, but then he would, wouldn’t he? |