Clog Blog says "beannachd leat" till next spring, but not before feeling very miserable about it

Includes a lowdown on the team's notable performers with bat and ball, and in the Monaco social calendar

Painful tales that will resonate with every batsman who has been cheated by silly league rules

His voice will be heard no more, chirruping away encouragingly at his team's bowlers or derisively at the opposition's batsmen, but he'll be forever honoured with a pint or three by Aberdeen's most tightly knit club

For a captain, there's nothing worse than having to pick a team-mate to umpire a game

It was in the sandy outfields of Muscat that Clog Blog first learnt to play our noble sport

The summer pastime is in danger of being engulfed by the beautiful game and its not-so-beautiful groin-injuring fans

Could it get any better

With bowling and fielding prospects looking slim, batting may be the only way our hero can keep his place in the team

No one wants to watch a top-flight player slaughter his way through a league far below his level

The hills are alive with the smell of moldy gear

Cricketers are merely innocent mediators between two forces – the need to play the game and the wrath of the partner or spouse spurned

Gale force winds, uncovered pitches, pensioner batsmen, and the sight of public toilets as sightscreens cannot be replicated in the International Pomposity League

A tale of passion, intrigue, vomit, carousing and betrayal most foul

Beating schoolchildren is not that easy, even when you prepare with an all-night bender

A chronicle of club cricket in Scotland