Legend has it that one sweltering Saturday afternoon many seasons ago, one beige-coloured reptile's appearance in the change room (through a crack in the floor), spurred a certain opening batsman to feats never before seen on the hallowed turf - feats that could only be explained by the appearance of the Schlunger. Those present, including the Directors, three supporters, one on-looker, one hundred and twenty-seven galahs and seven magpies, all agreed that this was indeed an omen, and from that day on the Greenock Cricket Club should be known as the Schlungers....

So from a humble crack our identity and ideology were born. This, no doubt, provided the inspiration for the club prayer.