The Underrivians opened in the field. As per usual the field in question was a picture of cricketing perfection, thanks to Mr Watson.
The new ball was taken by Wiles and Close Senior (the one with the bald head…). As per usual Chris was there or there abouts and indeed so was Joe although there or there abouts was in a somewhat different place. However, with an energy and a rhythm found, the run rate was lowered.
It looked like Farningham were going for a big score but wickets starting to fall. Nick got stuck in and Pinder, Baines and Chadalavada assisted in this downfall. However, the true heroes were in the field. The occasional wide delivery, while cut away, was ably met with great fielding. The catching gods passed the baton to Mr Simon Leahy, who promptly dropped it, but this only spurned the fielding side on. Great catches from Matt Baines, Simon (I used to drop ‘em but now I don’t) Carey, Wiles, Tong and Chadalavada were the difference of the day. The total was now 168.
The chase was on and history dictated that we would probably get nowhere near it. Enter the batters. Would defeat be snatched from the jaws of victory again?
Openers Tong and Carey got stuck in. Andy in his watchful way coaxed runs with the odd boundary. Simon was in the groove with most of the runs coming in sixes and fours. The total was being met with scorn. After his 50 and now with superhero status beckoning Simon immediately holed out. Clapped from the field, the big guns entered. Nick with a revised trigger action set upon the bowling with vigour. Sixes over the oak tree were quite simply ridiculous. After this rampage the total loomed closer still. Nick also holed out but with a fifty secured. The main stay of batting, Mr Andy Tong awoke from his batting serenity to knock a six out of the ground to grab his own 50 at the death. The total was reached and celebrations begun.
Special thanks to Matt Pendered for tea. The cucumber and mustard sandwiches were a first. A sandwich to refresh and make you thirsty at the same time.
Man of the Match: Simon Carey
by Andy Pinder
The new ball was taken by Wiles and Close Senior (the one with the bald head…). As per usual Chris was there or there abouts and indeed so was Joe although there or there abouts was in a somewhat different place. However, with an energy and a rhythm found, the run rate was lowered.
It looked like Farningham were going for a big score but wickets starting to fall. Nick got stuck in and Pinder, Baines and Chadalavada assisted in this downfall. However, the true heroes were in the field. The occasional wide delivery, while cut away, was ably met with great fielding. The catching gods passed the baton to Mr Simon Leahy, who promptly dropped it, but this only spurned the fielding side on. Great catches from Matt Baines, Simon (I used to drop ‘em but now I don’t) Carey, Wiles, Tong and Chadalavada were the difference of the day. The total was now 168.
The chase was on and history dictated that we would probably get nowhere near it. Enter the batters. Would defeat be snatched from the jaws of victory again?
Openers Tong and Carey got stuck in. Andy in his watchful way coaxed runs with the odd boundary. Simon was in the groove with most of the runs coming in sixes and fours. The total was being met with scorn. After his 50 and now with superhero status beckoning Simon immediately holed out. Clapped from the field, the big guns entered. Nick with a revised trigger action set upon the bowling with vigour. Sixes over the oak tree were quite simply ridiculous. After this rampage the total loomed closer still. Nick also holed out but with a fifty secured. The main stay of batting, Mr Andy Tong awoke from his batting serenity to knock a six out of the ground to grab his own 50 at the death. The total was reached and celebrations begun.
Special thanks to Matt Pendered for tea. The cucumber and mustard sandwiches were a first. A sandwich to refresh and make you thirsty at the same time.
Man of the Match: Simon Carey
by Andy Pinder