I remember playing a match when I was 15, filling in for my dad's team. I think it was my first seniors game for which I was actually on the team sheet.
It was 40 degrees and humid, no wind whatsoever, and we got the lovely job of fielding in the conditions. I, ever so lucky, am asked to run fine leg to deep backward square for much of the day (and only deep backward square because the spinner was operating). So I'm basically running to get into position each over, let alone to field the ball - and this was a big ground.
I dropped a diving, low boundary catch and the spinner got pissed off with me. Every second over fielders were running to a tap for drinks; lucky for them they had a tap just outside the boundary on their side of the field.
So we complete our 45 overs and switch over. But during the innings break, a massive southerly comes in and starts freezing the place. Clouds roll over and there's a ****ing rain delay. My dad, not playing because he tore his calf the week before (lucky) returns from buying bags of ice and fifty or so bottles of water to completely different conditions.
Having been absolutely ****ed over by the heat, and now freezing our arses off, we get rolled and go down by a big margin. Not a fun introduction to seniors cricket.