WORLD TOUR – Match 12

A full international match against India.

They won the toss and elected to bat. Our defensive play was hindered by a terrible display in the field. In all, twelve catches were dropped. Seven of them came off my bowling – I was particularly annoyed by one over, in which I tempted them to hit the ball in the air – the first four flew straight to fielders, and were dropped; the next two flew over the boundary rope, and rather mucked-up my figures.

We all struggled in the heat, but nevertheless, six catches were finally held, and I polished off the tail (being fed-up at seeing so many dropped catches, I bowled them out). We were lucky, frankly, to get them out for as little as 175.

We enjoyed the many dishes we tasted for tea, although I fear some of you may have overdone things.

Our batting, frankly, in the last few weeks has been letting us down. One or two individuals may shine, but the majority surrender their wickets far too readily.

So they bowled us out for 67, and we lost another match.

Next week we play Bangladesh.

WORLD TOUR – Match 11

We arrived in India somewhat subdued after last week’s defeat. Then several key players complained of upset tummies. I persuaded our hosts to delay the international match to next week, and play us at county level this week. With only four players indicating they felt up to batting a long innings, those of us who were still fit really had to stay at the crease as long as we could.

I felt I had no choice but to open the batting (well, it was my birthday) and I did my best to stay in. I’m sorry that I managed such a derisory score before being bowled, particularly as once Frangelita was out (magnificent 85 by the way – well done!) our tail collapsed – it was quite obvious that you felt more comfortable in the pavilion than outside. Fortunately our local player hadn’t been affected by the bug, so Mincat and Lisa managed to see out our 50 overs, and we posted a magnificent total of 411-9.

Most of you hardly touched the tea. I do hope our hosts weren’t offended.

Bowling was going to be a problem. Very few bowlers managed more than one over before having to hurry from the pitch, so short spells were all we could put together.

I bowled straight through my ten overs, being reasonably economical, and knocking-off another five wicket haul. The rest of you did what you could, and we eventually bowled them out for 159, and won.

Next week we shall be playing them at International level, and things will not be so smooth.

WORLD TOUR – Match 10

Unlike last week, this was an International level match against New Zealand.

They won the toss, and decided to bat. The wicket was playing very oddly, and we managed to contain them to a mere 79 all out (with another five wicket haul for me – it could have been more, had not six catches been dropped off my bowling). Unfortunately I forgot to take a photo of our full bowling figures. The summary, however, shows that our three best bowlers were me (5-14), Tom (3-7) and Vicus (2-17).

Kiwi soup made an interesting variation at tea-time.

We felt reasonably confident, with a target of just 80 to win.

We soon found that confidence to be misplaced. They skittled us out. Three ducks, three players scoring just one run each, and my miserable 14 being the only double-figure score for our side.

We finished all out for 43, and so leave the Antipodes with a rather mixed record.

Our ship sails tonight for the Indian sub-continent.

WORLD TOUR – Match 9

Having played such a tough series in Australia, I asked our hosts in New Zealand if we could play a county side, for a bit of relaxation. I am concerned that we never manage to bat through our entire allowance of 40 overs, so I did suggest that we try to play ourselves in this time, not go for wild and rash shots.

You may note I’ve been putting myself down the batting order recently, as my reflexes are a bit shot at the moment. Today I decided I’d try opening again – and was moderately successful.

We used up all our 40 overs (I had at least managed to stay in for the entire innings) scoring a magnificent 284-9.

Tea was another inspiring choice by our hosts. It’s amazing what you can do with a kiwi.

With such a decent target to play with, I let you all have one over to bowl, just in case any new stars appeared, and then I concentrated on our main bowlers, particularly giving them a chance to try out a few tricks, like reverse swing.

We skittled them out, eventually, for 75, and so we won – oh, and a hat trick with the last three balls of the match rather rounded off the game for me.

Next week we’ll play them at international level, which I suspect will be somewhat harder.

WORLD TOUR – Match 8

Well, we won the toss, and I decided to bat. They really are a good side, and none of us managed to score freely, but we did manage to knock up a few more runs than last week, finishing all out for 97.

Tea was delightful. Cucumber sandwiches (with the edges cut off) and china cups of tea, followed by fairy cakes. I think our hosts were trying to make a special effort to make us feel at home.

I could see that keeping them, over a whole 40 overs, to below 98 was going to be a real problem - if our bowlers could contain them to just 2 runs an over, we’d win. 2½ runs, however, and we’d lose. I kept a very careful eye on the bowling figures (which you too can see at the foot of this post) and took bowlers off as soon as they started to become expensive.

Fortunately, most of you managed to stick to game-plan, although it was getting very tight towards the end – they had reached 89-4 with four overs still to be bowled, and the match looked lost. Vicus and I bowled three tight overs, however…

…and so we reached the last over of the match, with everything still in the balance. They needed just 4 runs to win. Rather than any of you having to take the blame for allowing them to beat us, I decided to bowl the over myself. 5 dot balls followed. I knew they’d go for a big hit on the last ball of the match – one boundary and they would win - so I set the field back a bit, spun the ball, and allowed it to drift slightly – just enough to catch an edge – the ball flew up…

…straight into Phil’s hands.

And straight out again. Still, they didn’t score a run, and so we won the match (and the 3 match mini-series) by 3 runs!!

And now we pop over to New Zealand, for the next leg of our world tour.

WORLD TOUR – Match 7

Thrashed, is, I think a suitable word to describe this match.

Knowing we were playing the full Australian team at international level, I packed our team with batsmen, to ensure that we would at least get a few runs on the board.

We scored a magnificent 44 – and they kindly gave us an extra 10 in no-balls and wides. Most of our runs came off accidental nicks – their bowling was so fast that the tiniest edge sent the ball flying to the boundary, or (more often) into a fielder’s waiting hands.

Only as the match wore on did I manage to persuade some players to try blocking, or indeed leaving, and wait for an easier ball. As you will see, I (for instance) managed to last 40 balls before being out.

Tea was interesting. Kangaroo sandwiches. I’ll say no more.

It seemed unlikely that we would be able to defend such a low score. I tried out most bowling styles, to see which was having most effect. Spin bowling seemed to be the best option – we were at least beating the bat occasionally, and being reasonably economic. Sadly, in the end, nothing we could do was enough, and with the only smile being raised by my heavily flighted ball drifting very slightly (a new trick, I’ve just learned) and managing to fool an opener into playing outside the line (Richard kindly took this photo of the moment) they cantered past our score.

So, the series stands at 1-1, with the final match being played next week. It will be another international level game, so stand by for a similar result, unless our batsmen spend a lot of time in the nets this week.

WORLD TOUR – Match 6

The first of a three-match series against Australia. This was against a sub-strength team (i.e. we played them at county standard) – the next two will be harder (i.e. full international).

I won the toss and decided to bat. I knew their bowling and fielding would be tough, so Richard and I tried to stay in for as long as we could, without worrying too much about the runs. Sadly, after we were out, the usual collapse followed, only Fran and Medusa getting into double figures.

We ended up with a very modest 101 all out.

Tea was a very pleasant barbie (is that how Australians spell it?).

I was very conscious that the Australians might well bat within themselves, and then, as they would probably have plenty of wickets in hand, go for a real slog at the end; playing a hunch I decided to reserve spin for the end, in the hope that this might surprise and contain them.

Tom did his usual trick of getting a caught and bowled in the first over; thereafter they played more defensively, as I had predicted, with their numbers 2 and 3 between them facing 16 overs before Tom and Doc managed to winkle them out.

Vicus and Mincat bowled reasonably tightly, before Phil and I came on to bowl the last 11 overs (yes, I’d miscounted, so didn’t get my full potential spell of 6 overs). Phil played his part, only costing us 16 runs from his 6 overs, but it was, I have to admit, my bowling which really frustrated them – two runs came off the first over, and then I bowled four maiden overs.

Their annoyance showed towards the end, when they tried to hit me out of the ground, and four of them fell to my crafty slower balls. I was particularly pleased with the wicket of Shane Worde, probably the best spin bowler in the world, who was himself deceived by my spin, out for a duck on his second ball.

In the end we restricted them to just 46-8, and so we won.

We go one up in the three match mini-series. Having three matches, I will be able to ensure that every player in the squad gets at least one game against Australia.

Next week will be harder.

WORLD TOUR – Match 5

Our final match in Africa was against Namibia.

This international level cricket is tough. We won the toss and batted, and saw Richard bowled first ball. I’m sorry Richard, but I’m not sure the experiment of an opening-bat-wicket-keeper has paid off. We’ll give it one more try next week, but if you don’t get at least a half-century, I think we’ll have to consider a move to no. 7.

Mind you, the rest of us did little better, on a very interesting wicket. With Lisa and Steg also bowled for ducks, we had scored an impressive total of just 2 runs for the loss of 3 wickets when I arrived at the crease.

A couple of quick boundaries from me soon multiplied our total by 5, before my wicket too fell.

Fran and Doc made a bit of a stand (10 whole runs) but when Doc’s wicket fell we were standing at a dismal 20-6.

Phil managed to hit the ball twice – but both times the ball ran to the boundary (his 8 runs made him, with me, our top scorers).

We were all out for 35, which seemed an impossibly low target to defend.

Tea was very pleasant. ILTV had brought us some pastries back from France. Vicus seemed quite disappointed to discover the French tarts he’d been promised were in fact filled with apricot.

The wicket had been taking spin quite well, and I thought that we could perhaps stop them scoring too fast by using our slower bowlers, so I decided to open with Phil and myself for the first spell, and review the situation after that.

The wicket did indeed suit my style of bowling, something the Namibians had clearly never met before. At the end of our spell their score stood at a mere 23 runs, but more importantly, they had also lost 8 wickets.

Three of Fran’s slow balls polished-off the tail, and they were all out for 23, and so we won again.

So it’s off to Australasia, for the next leg of our tour.

WORLD TOUR – Match 4

So, a visit to South Africa.

I should explain that, in this version of this game, each bowler can only bowl a maximum of 20% of the total overs in a match – so we always need at least 5 bowlers. Realdoc and I are both all-rounders, but for safety’s sake I usually pick four specialist bowlers too.

However, this time I ran the risk of only picking three, so that two people who didn’t play last time, who are both classed as batspersons, could have a game – and to give us a bit of strength-in-depth on the batting front. For some reason I put Lisa (a batswoman) down at no. 11, where one of our bowlers would normally play – I thought we might need her if we collapsed.

They won the toss, and decided to bat. Tom made a breakthrough fairly early on, after only five runs had been scored. The next pair, however, proved almost impossible to get out. Every bowler we had tried, and failed. I gave Ivy 4 overs, as she’d been complaining of being under-used, but she was no more successful than anyone else.

Eventually I reluctantly decided that I’d have to bowl myself - and two of you dropped catches off my tempting slower off-break. I won’t name names, we’ve all done it. You know who you are. Anyway, it’s your birthday.

Finally, after 105 runs had been scored, I felt I had to lead from the front, and I held a catch off Vicus’ bowling.

We had now reached the stage where their 30 overs were nearly up, and as a result they were slogging the ball all over the place; I decided to keep myself on, and allow them to muck my figures up, rather than embarrass too many of you; finally Ivy held a catch off my bowling, and then in the final over Vicus returned the complement and held another catch. They scored 138-4 off their 30 overs – not an unreasonable target for us to chase, I felt.

Tea was rather sumptuous; ostrich-egg-and-cress sandwiches feature, I recall. Oh, and a special birthday cake for Phil, of course. He seemed to eat most of it.

I was concerned at my own batting ability against their attack. I’ve never been very good against fast bowling (I don’t have the reactions nowadays) and the game faithfully reflects that – you international players are given greater reaction times by the computer. As a result, I decided to drop myself down the order.

As it happens, that decision didn’t help me much, as our openers were skittled out very quickly, and I had to come in, with the score only having reached 15-2. I did my best to stay in, and pushed the score on a bit, but once I was out there was a general collapse, our Vice-Captain being the only other player to reach double figures.

We were on 72-9 – only about halfway to our target – when our final pair (Tom and Lisa) came together. Tom has, in previous tour matches, been out very quickly, but I begged him to block, and stay in, allowing Lisa, who is a recognised batsman, to score.

We were very lucky. They bowled a number of no-balls, which Tom was quick to spot, hitting three of them for 6’s. Bearing those 18 runs in mind, one can see that he did indeed block (or, to be honest, simply miss) a lot of balls – given that he faced in total 40 balls for his score of 24.

Gradually we crept closer to their score – but knowing that one more wicket, and we would be all out. It was very exciting, I can tell you.

When Lisa knocked the ball past the waiting fielder and made the winning run, I punched the air and cheered. We scored 139-9 and won.

World Tour, Match Three

We played Zimbabwe. I would rather not have done, but we were contractually obliged to, as part of our tour of Africa.

I won the toss, and decided to bat. Their bowling attack was, frankly, weak, and Richard and I made hay while the sun shone, knocking up over a hundred runs before Richard, just short of his half-century, skied a ball, to be caught.

Jona joined me in the runfest, getting herself out only after having seen me score my century. Sadly, a few balls latter I dollied a catch back to the bowler.

The rest of you continued to strike the ball to every part of the field, with Steg getting a half century.

We were all out, as you will see, for a magnificent total of 339.

We brought our own sandwiches for tea.

In a replay of last week’s match, Tom and Realdoc got the opener’s wickets in their first overs.

This was followed by an heroic display of line and length from Phil, who bowled maiden over after maiden over, whilst the rest of our bowlers tried their best to winkle the opposition out.

Eventually they folded, having got nowhere near our total.

Well done all. The man-of-the-match award is detailed over at my blog.

We have, I suspect, more serious opposition to come.

World Tour, Match Two

There is an apology for my bowling performance, over at my blog.

Our floating clubhouse has arrived in Africa, for the first of several matches. This match was against Kenya, who won the toss, and decided to bat.

In their first overs, Tom and Realdoc got both the openers out for ducks. With their main batting threat removed, I decided to allow every member of the team (apart from Richard, our keeper, obviously) a bowl – partly to find out if there’s some hidden talent amongst you.

There isn’t.

I returned to our main bowlers, and eventually a breakthrough came when Phil and I took our turn. The Kenyans had obviously never come up against my style of slow off-breaks, and time after time they played early, or over the ball. In one over, four wickets fell in four successive balls (my first ever hat-trick).

Tea was interesting.

Richard, sadly, was run out, going to a quick single. Steg and I knocked off the winning runs.

World Tour, Match One

As they’re in this country, and had time on their hands in the evening, the first match in our world tour was against the West Indies.

We played them in a limited over match – 30 overs a side.

I won the toss, and decided to bat.

Richard and I made a good start, and I was just looking forward to reaching my half-century when I lazily lobbed the ball straight back to the bowler.

The rest of you played very well, and aggressively, with plenty of 6’s being hit. Hitting the ball in the air did, unfortunately, also give plenty of catches. Some of our older players misjudged their running ability, and caused run-outs. Nevertheless, I was very satisfied with our score of 218-10.

Although ILTV still keeps the score in the book, Ziggi now has an electronic score-board to display the results, and as the match was also televised, I took photos from the TV, rather than the book. Here’s our score-card then (the white figures are the runs each batsperson scored, the yellow is how many balls it took to reach that score – some of you, you will note, scored quite quickly). Oh, and the computer needed a first and last name for each of you – where I don’t know it, I’ve put ‘Blogger’ as your first name – hence ‘B. Tom’ appears, for instance.

The object, in limited overs cricket, is not to bowl the opposition out, just stop them scoring more than you, so economy, rather than aggression, was our watchword.

I let the rest of you bowl before me (partly because their openers were both lefthanders, and I don’t like bowling to them [I have to bowl around the wicket]). Eventually, though, I did have to take my turn – and got two lefties out (both of them, as it happens, players with of some repute).

The rest of you held things together very well (although a lot of catches were dropped – three of them, annoyingly, off my bowling). They finished on 157-5 at the end of their 30 overs – so we won by 61 runs.

Their batting and our bowling figures follow.

Saturday 16th June 2007.

I have to say, I’m a bit cheesed off. I don’t think the team played to its full potential, and some of you were, frankly, just messing around. To be fair, I hadn’t picked the strongest team (on paper at least) this time, as I wanted to give the three players I dropped last week a chance. Even so, I think many minds were on the end-of-season party, rather than the match.

I will think long and hard about this, before deciding how many of you I allow to join our world tour, which starts in July. I point no fingers, but I am sure some sore heads this morning will tell their own story.

This was the last match of the league season, and we really needed to win it. That became apparent when, in a series of ’phone calls before play started, I discovered that every other game in our division had been abandoned, before a ball was bowled, because the pitches were waterlogged. This means that each team received 15 points, putting the current leaders, Touch and Go on 274. If we won this match, the 20 points we receive would put us on 275 points – and so we would win the title by one point.

Fortunately, the care and attention paid by our groundpserson had paid off, and our wicket was eminently playable, in between the showers.

I lost the toss, and we were put in to bat. You may recall my request for maximum effort, and my hope that we would score over 300 runs, to daunt the opposition. I also decided to put my money where my mouth was, lead from the front and open the batting myself, with Jona. We started off briskly enough, but sadly Jona was given out LBW when the score was only 21-1.

Richard and I got stuck in, and put us back on track, with a half-century for me, and our score moving beyond the hundred mark, before Richard too fell LBW: 101-2.

Sadly, only a few balls later I was caught behind: 104-3.

Our vice-captain took over the scoring, knocking-off a quick twenty, before she was bowled: 139-4.

Realdoc had been pestering me for the last fortnight with stories of her batting prowess, so I moved her up the order to no. 6. She rather let herself down, being caught in the slips soon after going in: 143-5.

Lisa stayed in slightly longer, before lobbing a gentle catch to silly mid on: 155-6.

Steg, who had been slowly building an innings, now made a rash swing, mistimed and was caught and bowled: 180-7.

Carol was caught behind: 192-8.

This left our fast bowlers, who have previously both opened, and from whom I expected a steady and responsible innings. Tom repaid my confidence by going at the bowling like a bull at a china shop, and duly sliced the ball to the slips: 192-9.

We were depending on Ivy and Vicus to at least push the score over 200, but sadly even that hope was dashed when Ivy was given out LBW: 196-10.

Tea seemed quite a lively affair, even though it tasted like ashes in my mouth. I suspect some of you had got at the punch which Ziggi brought.

Tom and I opened the attack, with our mixture of pace and guile; it wasn’t until his fourth over that Tom made the first breakthrough, a nick being held by Richard: 13-1.

Tom’s next ball took the middle stump out of the ground: 13-2.

In his 8^th over (just before the change to our second pair) Tom got a third wicket, again clean bowled: 31-3.

Vicus and Realdoc did nothing in their spell, so we turned to Steg and Ivy. Steg succeeded in getting an edge to carry to the slips, where a very surprised Lisa held onto the catch: 84-4.

With the score moving well beyond 100, I returned to our openers, Tom achieving another edge to the slips, held this time by Realdoc: 127-5.

Tom got his five-fer (his best-ever bowling performance, incidentally) with another nick, held by Richard: 149-6.

Our second pair achieved a wicket at last, when Realdoc’s spin ball finally moved enough to dislodge the bails; 173-7.

They needed 24 runs to win, we needed to get three more wickets.

In a last desperate attempt to get those wickets, I asked Tom and Steg, our most aggressive pair, to have a go. Finally, with the scores tied (and the league title thus lost to us) Steg bowled his man: 196-8.

The next ball went for 4, and the match was lost.

Match details, and the final league table, are shown below. As you will see, we finished a creditable third.

Creditable, that is, if you don’t think winning is important.

Thanks for those who organised the party, band, barbeque etc after the match. Sorry if I sat in the corner for most of the evening, looking a bit pensive.

Saturday 9th June 2007

Well, for a change I won the toss. You will remember that the last time we played this team, they scored over 400 runs, which rather demoralised us, so I decided that we would bat first.

This was a crucial match, so I had spent some time with the average charts, and picked what on paper was our strongest team. Richard and Jona opened the batting, but never looked comfortable on a wicket which was allowing the ball to seam wildly, Richard, ironically, was caught by the keeper from one of the few straighter balls: 22-1.

Jona went soon after, also caught by the keeper: 26-2.

The ball kept moving around, and inevitably MinCat edged it to the slips: 29-3.

Steg and I managed a short revival, before he was given out LBW: 71-4.

Our Vice-Captain came in to join her Captain, edged her first ball to the slips, and returned to the pavilion: 71-5.

Medusa lasted a few overs before edging to the keeper: 77-6.

Phil and I pushed our score on over the 100 mark, before he was bowled: 118-7

Realdoc came in, determined to show that her long hours in the nets have been worthwhile. Unfortunately, she lasted only short seconds at the crease, being bowled first ball: 118-8.

Tom and I made a brief but productive stand, before he edged a catch to slips: 144-9.

Only Vicus and I were left to push the score up to something respectable. Vicus did his best, before he too edged a catch – to the keeper this time: 171-10.

Not a good score. There were some glum faces over tea.

I warned players that I would be rotating the bowling regularly, particularly if any bowler became expensive. Tom assured me that he was raring to go after his rest last week, so I allowed him to open – and with his first ball a catch flew hard and fast to me in Gulley: 0-1.

In his third over, Tom clean bowled the next man in: 4-2.

In the next over, I took a caught and bowled: 9-3.

Two balls later, I clean bowled my man: 10-4.

It really looked as if we were going to walk this match.

Sadly, the opposition had been saving their two best batsmen. We just could not dislodge them. I tried eight bowlers, but none of us could break through. Finally, after both batsmen had got half-centuries, Medusa bowled one of them: 136-5.

Heads were down, not helped by Richard dropping a catch off my bowling.

Fortunately Frangelita made an amazing dive to catch a low chance off my next over: 152-6.

We could not dislodge the next men in, sadly, and they raced past our score, finishing on 174-6.

The 20 points they get for the win take them back on top of the league. The six points we got for their six wickets just keep us in second place. As you can see from the league table, any one of five teams can win the league, after the final match next week.

Saturday 2nd June 2007

I’m afraid I lost the toss again, and Imodium Wanderers captain elected to bat. One could see immediately why they are third in the league – they have a very strong-looking side. It was very hot in the field, so I decided to use the same tactic as last week – each bowler only having four-over spells.

I had decided earlier in the week that Tom needed a rest, to sharpen up his action, so our opening pair were Vicus and Steg; second up were our slower bowlers, Realdoc and me; our third pair were Medusa and Phil.

Our openers started sharply enough, and we were encouraged when Vicus bowled a man when the score was only: 11-1.

After that, though, we really struggled, with none of our bowlers managing to achieve a breakthrough. We were well into our second spell of bowling, and had seen the total fly over 100, before I managed to make the player sweep the ball straight into the hands of Frangelita at Square Leg: 106-2.

The next man in, unfortunately, was equally strong, and the score moved on apace; I seriously felt that we would be facing a target of something like 400. Fortunately in his third spell Vicus managed to top-edge the batsman to Gulley, where I held on to the ball: 169-3.

On the next change of bowlers I managed to get an edge to MinCat in the slips: 177-4

When Medusa came on to bowl, she managed to get a catch to Frangelita at square leg: 215-5.

Steg clean bowled his man: 228-6.

Realdoc achieved an LBW: 252-7.

In the next over I bowled my man: 253-8

Frangelita held another catch at Square leg, off Realdoc’s bowling: 261-9.

Realdoc finished off the innings (again) as Frangelita took her fourth catch: 263-10.

Tea was impressive. What more can I say? Unfortunately our score-board monitor had eaten most of the fudge cake before the players got there, but otherwise, a lovely meal.

Vicus whispered to me that his old waterworks problem was playing him up again. I promised to be discrete about it, but it seemed unlikely that he would be able to bat.

With Vicus dropped to no. 11, and Tom not playing, we needed a new opening pair. Richard and Jona admirably filled the gap. Richard set off aggressively, but unfortunately was LBW when the score had reached just 29-1.

I was clean bowled before I had time to get my eye in: 35-2.

This was not the start we needed if we were to get anywhere near their score. Fortunately our batting line-up runs quite deep, and it needed to, after MinCat was out LBW when the score had reached: 73-3.

Jona, after an impressive start, was out caught, scooping the ball up to Square Leg: 80-4.

A brilliant stand of 99 brought some cheer into our drooping hearts, only ending when Steg was caught behind, trying to loft a ball for 6, to get his 50: 179-5.

Medusa laid into the bowling, scoring fours off three successive balls as she cruised past her half-century; sadly her attempt at a fourth saw her clean bowled: 191-6,

Ivy edged a catch to the keeper: 228-7.

35 runs needed, but with Vicus unable to bat we only had two more wickets left.

Our Vice-captain and Phil made a spirited attempt to win the match, ending when Frangelita was bowled: 260-8.

4 runs required. Our last pair, Phil and Realdoc at the crease.

3 runs made, leaving Phil puffing and panting. Realdoc then demonstrates that the time she has spent in the nets has not been wasted, striking the shot of the day – a brilliant cover drive for 4. WE WIN!!!

And as the league table shows, Touch and Go lost their match, and so we move up to head the league, with just two matches to play.