I went to cricket yesterday. It was fun. First I was told to go to a man called Dominic. He asked us our names and started playing ‘Beat the Coach’. Dominic (let’s call him Dom) was a coach, and we had to beat him by picking up a ball and running round. We got ready and Dom threw a ball onto the ground, roly-poly-roll. If we were right-handed (which me and my friends were) you had to run on the left hand side and crouch. Then we had to pick it up with your right hand. if you were left-handed you’d do the oppisite. Dom made some far apart cones and we had to run with the ball in your hand from one to another, to another, to another and then put the ball back into the bucket and join the end of the queue.
Then we were told to go to a man called Ethan. That was the most crickety-part. We had a wicket and a batsman. We each took turns to be a batsman, but in this one we didn’t have a wicket-keeper. Ethan threw us a tennis ball and we had to use a bat and tried to hit the ball really far and the people remaining from the wicket-keeper and the batsman (the remainers were called fielders) were the people who had to catch the ball and throw it back to Ethan, over and over again.
The next game was with a man called Joe. We had a wicket (same with last time) and a wicket-keeper, a batsman and Joe! We each had a number and I was number twelve. Joe threw us a tennis ball and we batted it back over Joe’s shoulders. The fielders had to catch it again like last time and this time the batsman had to see if her/him could run to a cone and back while the fielders threw the ball back to Joe.