Hello and welcome to the Nondescripts Cricket Club, a lovely ground in the leafy suburbs of Colombo. I'd always seen the club's name and been intrigued, and fortunately the Media Cricket Day has brought me here to represent the International Media Team.

A placard in the changing rooms explains the history behind the club and its fantastic name thus:

'It was on the 19th March 1888 that many young and enthusiastic cricketers called a meeting under the chairmanship of Mr. H.L. Wendt (Senior Puisne Judge) to form a cricket club. It was unanimously decided to name it, 'The Nondescripts Cricket Club' and it was to cater to all sportsmen, irrespective of caste, creed, politics or nationality and the tradition set then has been carried out to this day.'

At that time the sports clubs in Colombo and elsehwre catered exclusively to Europeans, making the Nondescripts club an important addition to the cricketing landscape. They started off playing at Victoria Park, where the present Town Hall stands, but moved to its current location next to the Sinhalese Sports Club in 1910.

Nondescripts have produced some fine cricketers down the years, and of the current World Cup squad Kumar Sangakkara, Upul Tharanga and Lasith Malinga have all turned out for the club, while past heroes include World Cup winner Aravinda de Silva.

On Wednesday we were organised into four teams - International Media, Sri Lankan Media, ESPNStar Sports and the Local Organising Committee - with the LOC walking out easy winners in the Ten10 competition. No great surprise, given that they had former Sri Lanka fast bowler Ravindra Pushpakumara in their side, along with some other very handy cricketers.

With so many Pakistani journalists around, competition for places in the International team was tight and most of us only got one game. I played in our second one against ESPN, kept wicket reasonably well and made a handy 12 as the batting folded around me, getting run out in the final over looking for an impossible second run. All in the name of the team cause of course!

It was easily the lowest pitch I've ever encountered, with most balls skidding through at shin height to dismiss anyone who dared play off the back foot. At least it meant that most of the team got to bat - even in a 10-over game! All good fun though, with a traditional brass band accompanying the action and plenty of free beer on tap to parch the thirst created by the tropical climate.

It's a little sad to be back in a major city after the chilled life of Kandy, but the train ride down was incredibly beautiful, through tropical jungle with some breathtaking mountains. All this cricket tends to get in the way of any real travelling, but I'll certainly be back for a holiday to fully enjoy this quietly magical country.