|Premiership Cap 1952-53|
We spent three night s in Armidale over the first weekend attending the 60th Anniversary and Reunion of the Waratahs Cricket Club. The best sporting organisation I have ever played with, they embraced players like a family. In the words of Andrew Davis who spoke at the reunion dinner, they were an important part of boys passage to manhood and mates were created at Waratahs who remain only the first word of a conversation away.
The club formed in 1950 and died prematurely through a combination of a sudden loss of talent and the selfishness of those who remained.
The weekend began with informal drinks on Friday evening at one of our old sponsors watering holes. It took very little lubrication for yesterdays to be stripped away, leaving an apparent single yesterday between now and then and apparently different men still absorbed by each other. Yarns were told and the scaffolds of friendships strained by distance quickly and easily took the strain as new building blocks replaced those previously decayed by family and spouses and the need for responsibility to be met. On Saturday, only the brave ventured forth to a cricket ground to laugh their way through injuries and the indignity of cricketing account so empty that most needed to contact the bank. A few – always the best of those assembled – had such riches that they could still spend and look cricket wealthy.
The evening dawdled to a close in the close company of stalwarts.
On Sunday, a few played gold and gather around a BBQ before farewells were said. It had bee a joyous weekend and these were hard goodbyes but said with an enthusiasm for return, somehow, sometime.