My one and only competitive school match aged about 13, ended with us all out for 11. I top scored with 4 (yes, an edge that made the boundary as I tried to get out the way)
We knew things were going to be bad, when they came out in whites, with white jumpers and school colours on the trim. We just took our ties off.
This reminds me of my game playing for Taunton's College.
The PE teacher who drove us to Brock on the minibus told us that the college hadn't won a game since Chris Tremlett captained the side and we were promptly skittled for under 30.
