Combined Campuses And Colleges Cricket Team
Combined Campuses and Colleges (CCC) is a first-class cricket team that plays in the West Indies domestic competitions of Carib Beer Cup and KFC Cup. Effectively a continuation of the previous University of the West Indies cricket team, the team was created for the 2007/08 season and played their first matches in the KFC Cup one-day competition in October 2007. CCC made their four-day debut in the Carib Beer Cup in January 2008, they finished their maiden season with one win from six matches, finishing bottom of the league. In their second season of the four-day competition they improved, winning four out of 12 matches and finishing on an equal number of points with Barbados. In 2011 CCC had a good first-class season in which they reached the final along with Jamaica. It was CCC's best performance thus far in the competition. They progressed to the final by posting victories against Barbados, the Leeward Islands, the Windward Islands and Guyana. However, CCC were no match for a strong Jamaica team, who won easily. In the 2012 Caribbean 4-day competition, CCC kicked off in style by beating the Leeward Islands by an innings and 15 runs.
Read more about Combined Campuses And Colleges Cricket Team: Squad
Famous quotes containing the words combined, colleges, cricket and/or team:
“Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end,
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine.”
—William Shakespeare (1564–1616)
“The fetish of the great university, of expensive colleges for young women, is too often simply a fetish. It is not based on a genuine desire for learning. Education today need not be sought at any great distance. It is largely compounded of two things, of a certain snobbishness on the part of parents, and of escape from home on the part of youth. And to those who must earn quickly it is often sheer waste of time. Very few colleges prepare their students for any special work.”
—Mary Roberts Rinehart (1876–1958)
“All cries are thin and terse;
The field has droned the summer’s final mass;
A cricket like a dwindled hearse
Crawls from the dry grass.”
—Richard Wilbur (b. 1921)
“giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.
He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle,
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good-night.””
—Clement Clarke Moore (1779–1863)