August Darlington Review Scribe Article

Being winter, junior footy has taken over the Darlington oval. Recently the DJFC hosted a parents game following the Junior Darby. The not so junior Lucien De Rooy, pulled on the boots as did the Scribe. Andy Cassell gave it a crack and passed the ball rugby union style on the odd occasion and was not lucky not too be 'pinged' by the forgiving umpires for throwing. Ian Scrimshaw and Steve Beazley showed good form with the Sherrin - with Steve kicking the opening goal inside of a minute from the first bounce-down and Scrimma kicking out accurately from the backs to begin the build ups . Red bras and pink knickers were dished out by the umpires to overzealous players - needless to say none went to DSCC players....

Its been a pretty busy social time for the club lately. This years Annual Dinner was held at Caboose in Glen Forrest hosted by Life member Jude Axon. Captain Lindsay Ernshaw was welcomed into the "Captains Club" after this past season. Special awards this year went to Mitch and Chris Cork who shared honours for Club Members of the Year. Mark Lucas received the "Ton Award" for his century in the Test Match, and Matt Ellis was recognised as the season's best new player. Terry Giles picked up the Bleeding Ball while he also shared the Wood Duck award with ex Scribe Mario Cavallaro. A great job was done by the dinner committee Jeni Di Fillippo, Tracie Lucas, Gill Miller, Kendall Cross, and committee linchpin Bino Di Fillippo and well supported on the club statistical front by Cliff Burns.

For those who may have recently read about the Darlington Social Cricket Club, moved to the area, or who can no longer ignore their desire to shine the Kookaburra and would like to be a part of it, please contact club President Graham Ekert on 0488 511 392 or visit our blog at http://darlingtonsocialcricketclubnews.blogspot.com/p/about-darlington-social-cricket-club.html

The AGM was held on June 18th with several Committee members continuing on and some "new" additions - Ian "Scrimma" Scrimshaw and Craig "Flash" Gordon and Tom " we need a nickname for Tom" Rudas. 

Recently a fundraising celebration was held in East Toodyay for a club members grand daughter. There was much celebration with several members elbowing each other out of the way over the punchbowl and fencing with ladles - the host was serving up his famous Brandy Alexanders. Rumours abound about the impact of the hosts special beverages - from people actually snoring whilst walking to their ride home, and some claiming motion sickness as a result of a hair dressing Skippers driving, but these are just rumours after all.

...and finally, Howard Jones asked what it was, 10CC suggested that they weren't in it, and the Beatles believed it was all we needed. What was it?

Sorry no cricket this month.

James {Scribe}

July Darlington Review Scribe article

For years local residents have turned to the rear inside cover of the Darlington Review for insight as to what the aged boffins adorned in whites get up to on a Sunday down on Darlington Oval, only to find that they read mostly of the misadventures of club members off he field. Mario the Scribe has been there to cover those moments.

For those who listen to Ross Solly at 733am on 720abc radio you'll catch my drift - a lot of story and just a hint of sport. This has been the successful recipe of the Scribe since the 1999/2000 season when Mario Cavallaro's keen ear for a great tale began gracing the pages of the Darlington Review.

At post match BBQs he slys on over like the alleged Warren Beatty does in Carly Simon's "You're so Vain" to take a seat and eavesdrop for an embarrassing escapade of a club member. Feigning interest he tops up your wine,  grins, and states something akin to  "Shelley my darling you're looking lovely as ever. What have you been up to lately....."  The unwitting member has the misfortune to read all about the conversation retold in the back pages of the Review a short while later. Mario has been happy to recount some of his own misadventures too, lost shopping, broken windows, goats and horses....

In his last editorial he claims to have mastered most technological devices, this, like many of his stories was more fiction. Most of the technology he has mastered has seen little advance since the bronze age, but he does work a bolster and hammer beautifully. Even though we have had 20 years of the internet, and 30 years of personal computers, Mario's facsimile machine (very dear to him) has finally given up the ghost. He wonders at iPod Nanos and iPad 2s, Kindles, blogs, and external hard drives with 3 terabytes.  Conversion to typing at glowing screens has been a bridge too far. He has scoured every country clearing sale unsuccessfully for a replacement fax to send his handwritten etchings to the Review. No luck.

So his 2B will rest in his pencil case, and his stories will be told verbally to horizontal, partially pain relieved punters who are counting the minutes and wishing they were being tarred and feathered instead.

Well done Scribe Mario, thanks for the 12 years of great tales.

Sorry. No cricket this month.......

James {scribe}





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