Ducks when playing elsewhere...

Possibly one of the most irritating things to happen to any cricketer must be when they are drafted into a friend's or work side as a ringer and they get a duck. Just imagine the pre-match chat. "Yes mate, I have a ringer, he plays league cricket for Hampton Wick". In your mind you build up the entire week before the innings thinking "easy runs" and "I can impress the bird from marketing with a rapid fifty". But then... disaster. Having towed your coffin into the changing room, donned your stash and stridden to the middle you get castled first ball. Hideous. A feeling of pure hatred for everyone and a desire to beat the strip with your gloved fists is almost totally swamping you. And the ribbing. It's like someone striking your temple with a pickaxe.

Has this happened to any of you this season? Feel like confessing? You know it makes sense. Best get it out here...