"I tell you what; this is going to be a good wood. Bend! Rest on that one... He's done it! He's got the shot!"

"It's the wobble! It's taken the weight of! It won't reach, will it? Sorry..."

"You're tight, George - tighter than two coats of paint..."

"You're running a bit, John - it's going in the ditch! Never mind... Next time..."

"Wrong bias! Stop that wood! Sorry..."

"Bend! Too much green, it'll never come in from there! Never mind... Take less green next time."

"I dropped it! Sorry..."

"Oh, look at those clouds, better get my waterproofs ready."

"You're coming well, mate. Take it! Take the jack... What a bowler!"

"Nice line, Pete. It's all on your weight now... Hurry! You're not up, mate - you've got to be up..."

"Those woods in front, are they our's?"

"No, this one is against, this is our's. Come on the back-hand. Make sure you reach it. Play into the head..."