The day the cricket died…

The village was today in mourning after the Denholme Cricket Club First Team made utter arses of themselves against a much better CrossBatts side down at the UKAR Arena. In a must win game, the Denholme lads came up short. Well, we say came up short but in reality, had their whites removed whilst freshly lubed bat handles were rammed relentlessly up their arses.

The hosts sets off at a right pace, as Byrong Hudson, the Denholme “Wicket” machine proceeded to bowl like a malfunctioning chocolate bar dispenser, spraying the ball over the place. His partner in crime, Hatty “The Economy” Gear didn’t fare much better as Batts raced to a decent early start. However, having consulted some runes, the DCC captain took the feckless pair off and brought on the real bowlers, who dismantled the Batts batting, taking their wickets for 94 runs, leaving the DCC lads a pisspot total of 164 to win. Gear, to be fair, returned at the end to wipe out the shitter Batts batters, almost taking a hat-trick but bottling it as per usual.

A DCC player going for the wrong ball, as per usual

This is where it all starts to go wrong, as far as our match report goes, as no one has had the knackers to post the scorecard anywhere. So, we’ll tell you what we heard happened: The Denholme lads were smashing it, racing to 117-0 when a shadowy figure was seen approaching one of the DCC players with a suspect bag of cash in his hand. The figure then left, the to remain nameless player was seen discussing something with the DCC side, and they then lost all their wickets for 0 runs. Finishing on a pathetic 117 all out.

This led to emotional scenes from the CrossBatts lads, who performed the Hakka in front of their adoring crowd. The Batts stand in skipper (more on that later), told the Daily:

Honestly, we’re made up. All we have heard all week is how the DCC mongos were going to pile down from on high like Genghis Khan on a bag of Ket. What turns up? A load of spineless showponies. Honestly, we could have sent our U12s out and they’d have beaten this lot. Yeah yeah, we heard about the possible bung taking, but if they threw the match so what? Look in the book, CrossBatts 3 points, Losers from Denholme 0 points.


The Batts lads celebrating

The village High Chieftains were today locked in an emergency meeting, whilst they decide what to do with the DCC lads. In the past, they’d have been placed in the Wicker Deer and torched but there’s a temporary ban on that after Rick Glenry, chief torcher, mistakenly torched a busload of Japanese tourists who’d stopped to do the “Phantom Shitter Tour”. It would seem that exile to Cullingworth is likely, probably with no return date. Personally, we’d be building our own deer and getting Glenry to do us a favour than go live in that shithole. 2nd team legend Shield Mincer, a bowling great, something Gear and Hudson will never be, contacted the Daily to say:

This lot want lining up and shooting. Going down there and doing that? Like that? They can all fcuk off. First team? Fcuk off. I’ve seen lads wander across minefields after a fuckload of Rohypnol have more success than this shower of shite. Fcuk them. Fcuk them all. I’m off to Mexico now to let whales look at me. Fcuking nobheads.

We think he meant the “cricketers”, not the whales.

Bangladeshi batting legend Flashin Fuckvulcan tweeted about the defeat from his personal posting zone on popular social media site Tw@tter earlier, having heard about the monumental defeat. Flashin’s tweet is below

More as we get more…

Desperate Time Traveller loose in Village

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The Time Traveller’s Vessel

Villagers were last night advised by the Village Elders to lock their doors after rumours abounded that a desperate visitor from the past or future was loose in the village. An alert was issued after discovery of a want-ad placed in the passage between the New Inn and Ogden Crescent (the less luxurious part of the Heatherlands development).  A DeLorean, similar to the one used in the classic 80s documentary, Back To The Future, was also discovered clamped in the car part of the New Inn, pouring more fuel onto an already raging fire. The landlord of the New Inn, when asked why he had clamped the car, told the Daily:

“Everyone knows that the car park is for patrons only, and last time I checked, Michael J. Fox hadn’t been in recently. Now, kindly fcuk off with your stupid newspaper. Either buy some Arse Jooce IPA or do one.”

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The Want-ad, yesterday.

The want-ad, crudely sprayed onto a wall, requests that if anyone fancies giving the anonymous person a “blow” to ring the number provided.  Village PCSO, Neil Abbedhim contacted us earlier today and said the following:

“Well, what else could it be? These requests for sex acts were last seen on pub toilet doors in the 1980s. We are obviously being visited by a traveller from the past, a traveller desperate to get his pipe puffed as soon as possible. Maybe he’ll die without a blow, who knows? There’s been some weird shit going on round here lately, well, weirder than normal. Rumours of random ear parts, wood-chippers and all manners of other stupid hearsay. Only this lunchtime I was contacted by a frightened local who said a Mk2 Ford Capri had pulled up, with a scruffy driver at the wheel, asked them if they wanted to see some puppies and what time the paper shop opened, as they wanted to buy some Jazz mags. Must be into that particular musical genre I guess. Maybe there is something to the time traveller rumours. Maybe the village is a portal to other worlds!?”.

The Village Elders and Tourist Board, however, had another slant on the goings on. Tourist Board Chief, Holly Day, told the Daily in the last ten minutes:

Time-travel-news-time-travel-possible-physics-time-travel-machine-1109426“Time traveller? Seriously? Good God man, have the villagers finally got their hands on some grade A “Blow”, not the usual shit cut with Ajax that leaves your inner nose looking as if you’ve had a cheese grater up there for half an hour on max speed? Fcuking Time Traveller Shmime Babbeler. It’s a Banksy, we all know it. It’s controversial, it’s current and it’s in our village! We should be making a meal out of this! Far too long have tourists bypassed out great village to go visit Haworth. I mean, what’s that about? A load of writers who died hundreds of years ago, who wrote, let’s be honest, tripe. Hardly like your noble publication, a hard hitting, truth telling piece of enlightenment in a very dark world.”

The villagers have been warned, that should they see someone looking out of place in the village, not to approach them but to call for the police. The Time Traveller, or Banksy, or who, or whatever it is may be dangerous and should be kept at a distance.

Police released an e-fit of  a person they want to interview in connection with the DeLorean and the graffiti. Keep your eyes out people. Take care of each other and let’s make our streets safe again. The e-fit is below.

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“A wood chipper?! I’m not John Pertwee you fcuking nobhead.”

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Village saved!!!

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The aid landing on The Mattress

Despite being requested to stay indoors and social distance, the good folk of Denholme were partying like it was 1999 last night as the first of the promised Government aid finally arrived at the Mechanics Institute. The people took to the streets in their droves as the first helicopter shipments began to land on the Mattress, the part of the park where Denholme United get a royal fcuking every two weeks. The village has found itself caught up in the biggest crisis to hit the village since the Black Bull shut. That crisis being NCV2020. “NoCocaVirus2020”. As the rest of the planet has desperately battled the Covid-19 thing sweeping all before it, Denholme has had to face something much more serious. The cocaine in the village has dried up.

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The distress signal spotted by the Colombian satellite

Luckily for the village however, the distress signal some winner placed up on the Fairy Rings was spotted by a passing satellite, and the Government was quick to answer the call for help. Luckily, the satellite was Colombian and Bogota was quick to get its arse into gear. Upon receiving the satellite image, the boys in South America swung into action, sending their entire helicopter fleet halfway round the globe to help its biggest export region bar none. A Colombian Government spoken known only as “Pablo E.”, emailed the Daily earlier today, telling us the following:

“These are bad times in which we as a race find ourselves, and we must come together as a species to get through this together. Whether it be PPE for the BRI or GEAR to DENHOLME, we, the Colombian people will answer any call for help. We have more money than any other country on the planet, and if we could just find where that crafty cnut from Medellin hid it all, we could end poverty. Like that singer once promised he would. More chance of that dog biscuit Bonio ending poverty if you ask me. Anyway, we will always answer the call for Coca. Denholme has always had it on tick, but they usually pay on time.”

Village football legend Ron Hudson Jr. told the Daily via a message sent by carrier pigeon the following:

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“Pablo E.”

“Firstly, let me say, DUFC have had a right run of late. Principally because we haven’t played, so our record is ace as we haven’t been fcuked on the Mattress in forever. Anyway, back to business. God bless Colombia, that’s what I say. Although not a partaker of the Medellin Marching Powder myself, I have felt for my fellow villagers as I have walked amongst them the way Jesus walked amongst lepers, the anguish and despair on their faces has been plain for all to see. I have seen half crazed loons buying bags of flour, running out of the Coop like Charlie when he gets a golden ticket. (No pun intended). The daft cnuts have probably done a fat line, washed their

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Foster Park Grove last week.

hooters, fallen asleep with the heating on full blast to wake up with bread growing out of their nostrils. I myself came up with a plan once the bog roll ran dry, I just double drop Imodium every morning and I haven’t needed a crap since the 17th of March. All I can say is, Viva Colombia, Viva el Pueblo, Viva la Revolucion!”. There is a rumour also doing the rounds that Mr Hudson Jr. only drinks in the Con Club as he’s a spy for Mini Creations.

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Mr Ganagan earlier.

Village crooner Fly Ganagan also contacted the Daily and had the following to say: “Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee, it’s me ya mad fcukers, Fly Fly G. Alright r kid, mad fer it. Ya seen r kid Noel, the fookin lemon.” Mr Ganagan then did a peace sign, zipped his stupid submarine collar up even further than usual, rattled his tambourine, called a few people shweetheart and walked off.

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Zapatistas

The Colombian aid package is now under lock and key and it is being guarded by the DLF (Denholme Liberation Front), until it can be got out to the areas of the village hardest hit by the Coca shortage. The Denholme Liberation Front are a sort of shit version of Al Qaeda, who think they’re going to bring armed revolution to the village armed with a Super Soaker, a bag of gear and a couple of air bombs. To be fair though, when four men walked off into the Chiapas rainforest and emerged ten thousand strong, calling themselves Zapatistas, people weren’t laughing for long.

Breaking news:

The Daily has just been contacted by the UK Government and asked to help put a stop to few rumours doing the rounds, so we will do our best to clear them up:

  1. Man did not go to the moon, it was done in a studio somewhere.
  2. Rick Glenry is probably the hardest man in Denholme. Probably.
  3. Hitler didn’t die in Berlin in 45. He ended up living in Denholme, calling himself Rod. To this very day he still evades all attempts to capture him and even The Grim Reaper himself.
  4. The Corona Virus was not started in Cullingworth to try destroy Denholme

On a more serious note; well, more serious than our hard hitting reportage, stay safe out there people, more people will probably die of stupidity than Covid-19.

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Moses visits Denholme Cricket Club

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Moses pointing to Bingley

Denholme Cricket Club were reeling this morning after an overnight exodus of players following a visit to the club by a mysterious figure, described by one player as “Moses, the man himself.”

At last night’s well attended AGM, halfway through proceedings, a darkness descended on the packed room and what witnesses described as a “burning bush” appeared on the stage in the Con Club. At the same time, a mysterious figure walked in, approached several players, whispered something in their ears and pointed in the general direction of Bingley. Once the figure had finished he hit the floor three times with his shepherd’s crook and addressed the assembled club members thus:

Oh ye disbelievers in the Gods of Cricket thy time is upon thee! A curse shall lay upon this club till my brethren can bathe freely after games and thy tea tent doth resemble the Hacienda of Manchester fame. This club shall struggle to pick two teams every week and should it do so, I shall force rain from the Lord to make sure no game takes place. For too long have thee sat idly by neglecting the basic hygiene issues at the club. For that thee shalt pay a high price. Each year I, Moses, Israel, son of the Lord, shall return and take between six and nine of your players until such time as my demands, which, to be fair, are not unreasonable, should be met. The Lord hath spoken, and as the Lord giveth, the Lord taketh away.

At this, the mysterious figure disappeared into thin air, as did the burning bush. The light in the room soon returned to normal, and all seemed fine and dandy again. However, all was not well within the meeting, and following a controversial vote, the eyes of several players were noted to glaze over, and they stood up in unison, shuffling toward the door, through it and into the night. A low noise could be heard being muttered by the departing men, and one witness told the Daily this morning:

At first it was pretty unintelligible but once they achieved a divine harmony, one such that dogs would openly howl in agony, it became apparent they were repeating the same word over and over again. It sounded like “Mongs” or “Wrongs”, it made little sense to me and before we knew it, they’d gone. This allowed us to get on with the meeting.

Another eyewitness told the Daily:

At first I thought it was Rodrigo Greenez pissing about, but no, it was Moses himself. I mean look at the photo, it was him! Who else could it have been? Santa Claus? Don’t be daft, he isn’t real, unlike God.

Many attendees of the meeting reported a sudden feeling of elation after the visit of Moses, and a sudden desire to go to Bingley. The lady behind the bar told us:

I don’t even play cricket, I think it’s moronic and shite but after that Moses bloke had been I felt the need to go play cricket in Bingley and my life would be complete. It was such an urge I woke up this morning to find Amazon outside with a bat, ball, whites, a set of pads, gloves, boots, a helmet and a bat. I also found a copy of Wisden 1997 under my bed. Weird.

The visitation of Moses didn’t make everyone happy though. A member of the recruitment committee got in touch with us earlier and had this to say:

Well, that’s that then isn’t it? How in hell are we supposed to attract new players when fcuking Moses wades in, points at Bingley and half the team get up and leave? It’s like trying to run a bath with the plug out for fcuk’s sake. I bet Denholme United don’t have this shite to deal with. Then again, they have showers, and boy do they need them, I’ve watched them, they fcuking stink. But this, this is like looking for a hammer to find that your Uncle Peter’s borrowed your toolbox again. Seriously, we’ll carry on with our mission but let’s be clear, this is a setback.

We at the Daily would like to point out at DUFC do not stink at all and are actually having a great season, mainly thanks to the goals scored by Dickie Gear and his team mate “The Midgemeister”.

The Daily would like to wish both sporting academies in the village the best of luck in their respective fields. Make Denholme proud lads!

More as we get more…

The DCC players on the mad mile on their way to Bingley earlier today.