Papa Katchet is the father of all Katchets, the first from the mould, the original orange wedge whom many people initially looked at with curiosity and fear. Discriminated against from a young age ‘Papa’ had to get used to the vicious name calling. ‘Carrot top’, ‘Duracell’, ‘Irn Bru’ or my favorite, ‘Arnie’ (I like the movie).
But to ‘Papa’ it was water of a plastic back and he went on to show the doubters just how much of an orange bit of plastic he was. Having now worked with every International team in the world and a quite a few of the worst teams in the world as well, ‘Papa’ is on first name terms with the likes of ‘Buck’, ‘Flower’, ‘Youngy’ and ‘Steindo’ .
Physically perfect with rippling …. corrugated thingies, ‘Papa’ was formed from molten plastic and stuff. Through some divine intervention from somewhere he is able to talk, albeit in a rather bizarre and at times incomprehensible Scottish dialect which reflects his roots.
Despite being a resilient little fella, he has had thousands of balls thrown of his 'napper' and as a result is a little battered and bruised, but much like Frank Bruno did against Mike Tyson he keeps coming back for more.
He is relatively young having been born in 2004. However much like a dog in his 8th year he is approaching a retirement age. But before he is put out to stud, which he is particularly looking forward to, he is undergoing an ambassadorial job for us, travelling the world and training with Cricketers of all sizes and backgrounds spreading the word.
These are his stories.
JUST KATCHET
But to ‘Papa’ it was water of a plastic back and he went on to show the doubters just how much of an orange bit of plastic he was. Having now worked with every International team in the world and a quite a few of the worst teams in the world as well, ‘Papa’ is on first name terms with the likes of ‘Buck’, ‘Flower’, ‘Youngy’ and ‘Steindo’ .
Physically perfect with rippling …. corrugated thingies, ‘Papa’ was formed from molten plastic and stuff. Through some divine intervention from somewhere he is able to talk, albeit in a rather bizarre and at times incomprehensible Scottish dialect which reflects his roots.
Despite being a resilient little fella, he has had thousands of balls thrown of his 'napper' and as a result is a little battered and bruised, but much like Frank Bruno did against Mike Tyson he keeps coming back for more.
He is relatively young having been born in 2004. However much like a dog in his 8th year he is approaching a retirement age. But before he is put out to stud, which he is particularly looking forward to, he is undergoing an ambassadorial job for us, travelling the world and training with Cricketers of all sizes and backgrounds spreading the word.
These are his stories.
JUST KATCHET
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