We arrived at the University Oval at about 12:15 for the 3rd Day of the Test Match between the New Zealand Black Caps and the West Indies. Play was supposed to start at 11:30, but we were surprised to find that it hadn’t started. We bought our tickets, $17 Adult, $5 Children, and made our way inside. We heard as we bought tickets that the umpires would decide at 12:30 if the game could begin, since the heavy rain yesterday had saturated the field. We found some seats in the temporary bleachers, after wiping off the rainfall from last night. We watched as the grounds crew walked around with leaf blowers, trying to dry out the pitch.
At 12:30 the umpires came out and examined the field, and the announcer informed us that they would re-examine the pitch at 1:30. So we now had at least another hour to wait. Fa and Ginny were smart and brought books to read, while Hank and I had to occupy ourselves. I sent the kids to the concessions stand with $20 to find us something, and they returned with some chips, which we quickly devoured. At 1:30, the umpires and the team captains met on the field and decided that play would begin at 2:45, when they would attempt to get in 67 overs. It was still a bit chilly, with a moderate wind, and Daniel Vettori, the NZ captain, looked ridiculous with his arms in his jersey trying to keep warm.
We waited another hour, occasionally venturing around the Oval. Before play was to begin, the grounds crew spread what looked like kitty litter on a particular spot, which must have been wet and swampy.
Soon it was 2:45 and play began. New Zealand was batting at 226/4. Thursday was the first day and ended at 6:15 due to bad light. Yesterday was completely called off because of the heavy rain, but at least some of the 3rd day would happen. Like I experienced last year watching 1st class cricket in person, it was hard to follow the ball, since it moved so fast. It took a few overs before I could really see it well. I can’t imagine how hard it must be for the batters! I tried to take a few pictures, but I was having a hard time capturing anything, it moved so fast.
After about 3 overs, one of the West Indies players apparently complained about something on the field so time was called and the umpires and grounds crew came out to examine it. They eventually brought out a bag of kitty litter (Budget Brand) and spread it around, following up with racking and sweeping. It was pretty hilarious to watch. Finally, the field must have met their approval because play resumed.
The batters settled in after a while, and by about 4:00 the Black Caps were approaching 300. Jesse Ryder was doing particularly well, and it looked to us like 100 was in sight, but he was finally caught for 89. The worst thing, though, for us to see, and probably for the batter himself, was when James Franklin got himself out by hitting his own wicket. I actually caught the play with my camera, but didn’t quite catch what exactly happened. He either hit the wicket with his bat or he fell and hit it with his foot. We’re not sure and couldn’t quite catch it on the big screen replay. It was an instant after this picture I took.
We watched the West Indies’ bowler FH Edwards signing autographs in front of us when he was not bowling. He would be signing right up until the bowler finished his run-up, and then quickly turn around pay attention to the game. By tea at 5:10, we had seen some great cricket but were getting cold and hungry so we decided to skip the last session. We stopped at Flying Squid on the way home for some delicious fish & chips. Tomorrow we’ll be back for more.





















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