Robert Reed - quick and fired up in Condo

Scott Atkinson | January 17, 2023

Many years ago when I was a youngster playing in Condobolin (450km West of Sydney) on drought ravaged ovals, sand soaked artificial wickets and doing your own umpiring from both ends I meet Robert Reed.

Reedy was a well-built aboriginal cricketer who bowled some serious left arm fast wheels.

Robbie played for us at the disapproval of the only aboriginal team in Condo, the Boomerangs.

Needless to say he would cop his fair share of sledging (only ever off the field and never on game day).

On this typical 40 odd degree day at the Association ground in the middle of a race track with no grass to be seen for 3 kilometres, we were playing the Boomerangs.

We lost the toss and in the field. Robbie was extra fired up to and keen to extract some pay back to his mob.

Robbie measures out his run up, throws his hat on the ground and country cricketers do and politely explains to me I should give myself a few more steps back than my usual crouch as the keeper.

Boomerangs opening batsman Normy Smith is at the strikers end, looking a little nervous.

“Centre please Albert”… Albert is the umpire.

First ball - Reedy is gaining pace with every delivery stride and for every one of his steps Norm is moving one step closer to the square leg umpire… whooosh, it’s a short ball and goes over Norm’s head by a foot and over my 5’ 8” frame… one bounce and over the boundary line.

Its clear self-preservation is the only thing on Norm’s.

Second ball and Reedy smelling blood.

It’s short again and slams straight into Norm’s gloves right in front of his nose, up in the air and into my gloves.

‘Hoowwsss that?” Robbie screams ……. And there’s a long lag, before the umpire says “Not Out’

“Not Out” screams Robbie “It came off his glove”

Albert the umpire says “not out, it came off his elbow”

Silence moves across the ground… and then Norm breaks the silence “nah nah Albert definitely of the glove mate… I’m outer here”

Well bowled Robbie