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The newcomer was a tough customer, and should certainly have gone in first. For he was one of those aggravating batsmen who keep a steady bat at everything, who never aspire to a slog, never walk out to a slow, never step back to a yorker, are never too soon for a lob, or too late for a shooter in fact, who play the safe plodding game in the face of all temptation.
He won't be able to practice, and nobody'll care a damn.... Not that that would matter if he cared himself." Colin was playing the slow movement now, the grave, pure passion, pressed out from the solemn bass, throbbed, tense with restraint. "Oh Eliot, he does care." "In a way. Not enough to keep on at it. You've got to slog like blazes, if you want to get on." "Jerrold won't, ever, then."
If he could succeed, this success would make up and to spare for his two former defeats. Therefore, warily and cautiously, he set to work. Acton himself was not much of a cricketer; the game was not, as it were, second nature to him, as it was to Phil, but he was a very smart field cover was his position and he could slog heavily, and often with success.
Do not slog the first ball and pat the second, but hit both with average pace. Try for service aces whenever reasonable, but never do so at the risk of double faulting. The first ball is the ball to ace. The second should never be risked. Your aces must at least equal your double faults, or your service is a handicap and not an advantage.
Aubrey forgot his resolution not to hit a smaller man, and also calling upon his patron saints the Associated Advertising Clubs of the World he delivered a smashing slog which hit the bookseller in the chest and jolted him half across the alley.
Fuld af harm begynder ban at friste en ung kæmpes hu med hvad der bor i hans bryst: "Kender du, min ven, denne klinge, som din fader bar til sværdstævnet sidste gang dette kostelige jærn dengang Danerne slog ham; de beholdt valpladsen, de raske Skjoldunger; siden kom der aldrig oprejsning efter kæmpernes fald.
"Very well," I said, rising and knocking out my pipe, "I will issue the invitation to-morrow. And now I must be off to have another slog at those notes." The idea had, in fact, occurred to me already, but I had been deterred by the peculiarities of Barnard's housekeeper. For Mrs.
But the novelty of approaching good machine-gun cover without apprehension had worn off. "Ain't getting cold feet, are you?" asked Sharon one day, observing him hang idly above an abused tractor with the far-off look in his eyes. "Nothing like that," he had protested almost too warmly. "No, sir; I'll slog on right here."
"Very well," I said, rising and knocking out my pipe. "I will issue the invitation to-morrow. And now I must be off to have another slog at those notes." The idea had, in fact, occurred to me already, but I had been deterred by the peculiarities of Barnard's housekeeper. For Mrs.
How do you do, sir? Heavenly weather really. If life was always like that. Cricket weather. Sit around under sunshades. Over after over. Out. They can't play it here. Duck for six wickets. Still Captain Culler broke a window in the Kildare street club with a slog to square leg. Donnybrook fair more in their line. And the skulls we were acracking when M'Carthy took the floor. Heatwave. Won't last.
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