Alison had had enough of this feminine role playing. The very next ball was the same. Instead of doing the bat and leg bit, Alison rocked back and square cut the ball across the little field between the two houses. I wanted to laugh like Binky’s sisters and the adults were, but bit my tongue. It was a classic Gordon Greenidge like square cut, executed by a girl. That wiped the grins off the faces of the boys. The next ball Alison clubbed straight back over Rudy’s head and out toward the Backdam. With Alison now unleashing shot after shot, all the boys wanted to bowl to her.