Boss Hog. Solid number 3. Gatting-esque, obviously, not to sharp between the wickets but a good range of shots. His gamesmanship is second to none, always ready with a fiendish scheme to stiffle an opposition on a run chase. Unless of couse he's facing the opening pair of Bo and Luke who always manage to come out on top by somehow incorporating barrel-rolls and slapstick poetic justice into a 50-over game.
The Six Million Dollar Man. Obviously superb. Possible ICC rulings on his special abilites as discussed in the previous thread vis a vis Force Powers.
Howie from the Fall Guy. Great right-arm over-the-wicket. Good variation, hot as piss with the new ball. A bit lost without his mentor, Colt Seavers, and generally in need of guidance from a strong captain.
Michael Knight. Delicate legspin. A craftsman.
Kit. Impossible to bowl out. ICC rulings pending.
Manimal. Manimal was a tasty wicket-keeping prospect until his gorging of an umpire whilst in leopard "mode" led to a throughly sensible ban. Unpopular with other players.
Jessie Mach aka Streethawk. The same gritty determination that saw him rebuild his career as a motorcycle cop serves him well in his job as opening batsman. Unfortunately his love of the game has seen him give up the illusion that he is still disabled and his long suffering sponsor, Tuttle, has had to pass the superbike over to a new set of broken legs.
― On one hand I've got myself to blame (Lynskey), Thursday, 14 July 2005 14:04 (twenty years ago)
With that guy who's typing on a typewriter then he throws the paper from the writing machine up and it floats into pile of paper and they morph into a stylised graphic of a pile of paper with the top in the shape of a "C" as scorer.
― Jarlr'mai (jarlrmai), Thursday, 14 July 2005 14:08 (twenty years ago)