John Bersey

Profile	Born 24/4/44, played a bit of football, played a bit of cricket, had a lot of fun, made a lot of friends, very lucky lad.
Nickname(s)	JB, Bers
Year Joined Harborne	1959
Batting	Only if the team is in trouble
Bowling	Bowled the odd over, some limited success
Keeping	Only once, once too often
Fielding Favourite Position/Sent most often	Favourite - anywhere in the deep Most often - third man, mid on/off
Personal Predictions (Runs, Wickets, Dismissals)	More wickets than runs?
Favourite Opposition Ground (& why)?	Anyone we beat K&D, first game in the 1sts
Best Opposition Teas on the Circuit?	Anywhere after I have bowled
Best Showers on the Circuit?	Harborne's, if I used Harborne's showers, I must have played at home
*Who would you be in 'Stars in the Their Eyes'?*	Elvis 'P'
If you were in the Big Brother house which Harborne CC member would you take in with you and why?	"The Wife", she's a member, as to why, she's my best mate
What is your favourite Cricketing memory?	First game of cricket aged 9, against Selly Park Juniors for Pagnal Road. 3 wickets, 10 runs, one catch
What is your worst Cricketing moment?	Losing in the Warwick Trophy at the County Ground
Favourites	Eastenders or Coronation Street
	Tendulkar or Lara
	Sausage and Mash or Fish and Chips
	Rugby or Football
Who would you most like to talk to at the bar and why?	Anyone with money in their pocket. Why? to buy me a drink. Any of the many friends I have made over the years
If you were a Test Player, who would you be and why?	Sir Richard Hadlee, wonderful control at pace at the highest level. Also handy with a bat
What are your 8 Desert Island Discs, Book and Luxury Item?	Nutbush City Limits - Ike & Tina Turner Song of India Wind beneath my wings Bridge over troubled water Help me make it through the night When I fall in love Mona Lisa Love's last word is spoken Book - any Sven Hassel novels about World War II from a German point of view Inanimate object of no practical use - A Bat
Write a poem.	'The Old Seamers Ode' To beat him in flight, is o such a joy, I stare up the track and say don't fail then Old Boy, The next one is better, it moves off the seam, This over it seems, is becoming a dream, It's in through the air and away off the track, He's into the shot, there's no turning back, I've found the edge and the batsman must go, Back to the Pavilion with more tales of woe, I grin like the cat who just got the cream, The wife then shouts "work", It's all been a dream!

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