Match Report
Sunday 1 September -v- Westcombe Parkers at Greenwich Park
Last weeks defeat and The Oz reaching target, enabled Gord to resume his 'drift' method of captaincy, whereby nobody gets too excited and everyone just goes with the flow. The toss was as usual a formality, because we always bat even though the wicket is appalling. Gord got enough runs to pass three figures for the season, before a poor impersonation of Viv Richards lost him his leg stump. The impersonation was in fact so poor, that the only similarity was their skin colour and that Sir Viv occasionally wore a red cap. Timrno scratched his way to 16 and Danglers and TC ensured the middle order was as paper thin as ever. Moysey became another victim of trigger finger Wilsdon, with a duck halving his average to a very mediocre 116.00. Richard, who had been dropped down the order, still had sufficient time to hammer 75 and with Jim recapturing some form to register a second fifty in three games, we were able to post a formidable 201 at the end of forty overs. Someone had obviously blagged Mr Kipling on the way to the ground, as tea was a sugary cake fest, presumably designed to make us cumbersome in the field; they needn't have bothered.
Bill phoned to report Car problems - presumably he wasn't stuck at Fleet Service Station on the M3, or Gordon would have rightly ostracised him from the club- so we picked up the services of the bloke no one wants to get stuck at the bar with after the game. Gordon rewarded Simon's one wicket for 86 over the last two weekends, by again tossing him the ball. This is however his 'Field of Dreams' and in an unbroken eight over spell he constantly beat the bat to return 2-24. Ernie shared the opening overs and with our fielding strangely efficient, considering the volume of cakes consumed, we effectively put the game beyond the Parkers reach in the first sixteen overs. The death blows were delivered during a destructive six over spell from Spud that removed the 'engine room', leaving a wicket a piece for our own Morecambe and Wise duo Heaton and Greggains; TC having got the nod in front of Darren, who had announced that he was fit enough to bowl his slow stuff. The decision was wholly justified, with John not only landing four consecutive balls on the Dance Floor but also inducing WP's ageing skipper to pop up a return catch.
