Hi everyone! Sorry it's taken me so long to update. It's been a pretty rough few months but I am feeling up to writing again. Got hold of a Fifth Doctor DVD, aww he's such a sweetie!

Thank-you for all your demands for me to update, I feel so loved 

On to the chaos that is the Doctors' cricket match.

"And now we return to the cricket match of the millennium, Doctor vs. Doctor" the Second Doctor said in his best cricket commentator accent.

"First up to bowl from the Third Doctor's team is Fancy Pants. A veteran in Venusian aikido, but will his athletic ability transfer to success in this riveting game?"

"Shut it scarecrow" the Third Doctor glared at him, "you're supposed to be fielding not commentating. Now go over there, as far away from the young fellow as possible please".

The Ninth Doctor who was sitting on a bench waiting for his turn to bat snickered as he watched the Second Doctor sulk off. Next to him sat the Fourth Doctor eating his jelly babies, beside him the First Doctor had returned to dozing claiming the game wasn't 'intellectually stimulating'.

The Seventh Doctor stood nearby practicing how to swing the cricket bat.

The Ninth turned his attention to his first batter on the cricket pitch "c'mon blondie! Make me proud to be me!"

"Trying to encourage him are you?" said the Seventh Doctor said between practice swings.

"Ah capital idea" the Fourth nodded, "Yes! Swing Batter!" he bellowed through cupped hands.

"I believe that's a cheer you use in baseball" the Seventh laughed.

"Well bugger that then" the Fourth said adjusting his floppy hat and standing up.

"Oi! Where are you off too?" the Ninth said.

"To find a decent cheer squad my good man" came the reply, "have you ever heard Sarah Jane scream?"

"Aye Mel can burst your ear drums too" the Seventh nodded, "actually that gives me an idea" he added taking out his mobile phone.

Meanwhile on the pitch, the Fifth Doctor was in his element, scoring run after run. Something the Third Doctor was growing increasing frustrated with.

His team wasn't working out so well, nobody except himself wanted to bowl for a start.

The Eighth Doctor was too busy peering through a hole in the fence to be fielding.

If the cricket ball was ever caught by the Sixth Doctor he tended to throw it at the Ninth Doctor rather than to the Tenth who was playing wicket keeper.

The Second Doctor was amusing himself by playing 'Road to Gundagai' on his recorder and finally the Tenth Doctor was trying to explain why 'The Lion King' was so great to a very game-focused Fifth Doctor.

The Third Doctor stared at the cricket ball in his hand, wondering if there was some clever way to bowl the Fifth Doctor out.

"Ah-ha!" he exclaimed and took out his sonic screwdriver…

THWOCK! The First Doctor was smacked by a ball so hard he fell head over heels backwards of the bench, "WHAT IN BLAZES!"

"Oh…it wasn't supposed to do that" the Third Doctor looked a little sheepish for once.

The First Doctor glowered at the offending cricket ball and then at the Third Doctor "you reversed the polarity of the neuron flow didn't you?"

"Oh so that's what that does" exclaimed the Tenth Doctor, "I've always wondered".

"How did he manage to reverse the polarity of the neutron flow on a cricket ball?" the Fifth Doctor frowned.

"Oh that's his thing" the Tenth Doctor said nonchalantly, "like you've got you're cricket and I've-" suddenly he caught sight of the Eighth Doctor doubled over in laughter near the fence and ran over to see what he was missing.

"-a short attention span perhaps" the Fifth Doctor sighed, "well now we need a new wicket keeper".

"I'll do it" the Second Doctor piped up, "I'll be an excellent wicket keeper. Now what's the wicket and do I have to keep it in a box or on a leash?"

"Just stand there and try to catch the ball" said a rather strained Third Doctor as he got ready to bowl the ball.

"Hmm…I think I got something stuck in my recorder" the Second frowned.

"Well just tap it a few times to dislodge it" the Fifth Doctor said.

Bonk, Bonk, Bonk. The Second Doctor immediately tapped his recorder three times on the back of the Fifth Doctor's skull.

"Ow! What do you think you're-"

"OUT!" cried the Third Doctor happily.

"YOU CHEATING BA-OW!" cried the Ninth Doctor.

The First Doctor shook his cane "mind your tongue boy!"

The Fifth Doctor glared at the fallen stumps and then the Second Doctor and then the Third "that's not fair! He distracted me".

"Sit down my boy" the First Doctor said, still rubbing the place where the ball had hit him, "let someone else have a turn now".

"This is an injustice" the Fifth Doctor sniffed as he handed the bat to the Ninth.

"This is cricket" the Third Doctor grinned.

"Hey!" cried the Second Doctor, "I got that thing out of my recorder! It's one of Four's jelly babies!"

Who will the Fourth bring along to be a cheer squad?

What was the Seventh Doctor's idea?

What was the Eighth Doctor laughing at?

Can the Ninth Doctor Bat?

Will the Sixth Doctor get his revenge?

How did a jelly baby get caught in the Second Doctor's recorder?

All these questions will be answered in the next exciting installment!

…Well not the jelly baby one.