Those who have had the misfortune to follow Fantasy Bob's Witterings over a number of years will know his admiration and respect for Drummo. FB will leave to others the statistical analyses of Drummo's on field contributions for Carlton and Scotland, the eulogies of his commitment to developing young cricketers at Carlton and elsewhere. But he will share the following vignette which gives a measure of the man.
It had been a rainy Thursday afternoon. FB had looked out of his office window at regular intervals as the sky first darkened, then lightened then darkened again. Would cricket practice be on, he wondered? The normally reliable airwaves were silent. Did this mean that nets were on - or that it was so bleeding obvious that it was too wet? FB swithered. At 6.00 he set off more in hope than expectation. Arriving at the bedraggled ground, he found a forlorn 13 year old and one other member of his own 4th XI going the other way - 'No point ,' they said. 'No one's here.' FB thought he would wait on a bit just in case. In case of what he didn't know. Just in case.
Then Drummo, Scotland skipper at the time, purposefully entered the gate. Did he notice that FB was the only one there?
'Come on then, Bob,' he said. 'Get those pads on. Too slippy to bowl but I'll give you a few throw downs.'
A few throw downs proved a Drummoesque understatement. An hour later, Drummo had gently pushed and prodded at what passed for FB's technique. His uncontrolled forward lunge had been grooved into a fair imitation of a cricket shot. FB has never looked back.
FB was not a fledgling international, not a junior with potential - just another club cricketer needing a bit of help. And Drummo was more than willing to give it, with every bit as much care and attention as he would in preparing for his next international.
And that is why there will always be a place in Carlton's 4th XI for Drummo should he ever feel the urge to don the whites again.
Well played Gordon - you'll be greatly missed - don't be a stranger.
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