A Fantastic start to the year in all respects, other than the early sight of our bent a withered chairman festering around with strimmer and general grounds man’s accoutrement. But what geezer is he! Even in his dilapidated state he had managed to produce a pitch of exceptional quality, but sadly had to retire to his cave before a toss had even been tossed. Talking of the toss, our gallant captain started the day well by winning that (although he did expound at some length on how he had not actually won it, it was a case of the oppo losing it!?!).
Whatever the outcome it was a massive fillip to the team to have him back in our midst’s. Taking to the field in high spirits, it seemed like we’d never been away. The bowling and fielding was of the highest calibre – special mention of Mr Clifton's 6 wickets (did not see much sign of the jug at the Bull later though!) and a spectacular diving catch at point from Mr Flint. The long and the short of it was a contained and attainable chase of 163 to win. Great batting meant we got there with 4 wickets and 3 overs to spare. As usual we did not keep a score book of our own so will have to wait until copies can be obtained from the Grannies for the full stats to be released.
Also as usual there was much jollity at the Bull later, with much discussion of what a generally marvellous, fantastically talented, generally all-round-good chappish and, most importantly, unbeaten team we are!
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