East Tytherley, 29 June 2024

 

East Tytherley is a very pretty ground. Surrounded by fields and trees, there are none more bucolic. And it was a beautiful day, with unbroken sunshine.

I’m starting positive, you see?

The deck was the kind of road to give the M1 imposter syndrome. No turn, and after a suggestion of variable bounce in the first few overs, no seam. The short boundary was even shorter than our short boundary off the silly strip, a chip for six.

They are a re-formed side, starting again at the bottom of the HCL. They are too good to be at the bottom by at least two divisions, possibly five. Their top order are all very capable. One of them also won the Southern Premiere League bowling trophy for Lymington firsts at least four times last decade. Now tearing through Hampshire North West Six like a questionable curry.

Henry stuck firmly to his lose-every-toss policy, and they batted. Had we batted first, we’d still have lost, but possibly not as heavily. Although, judging by the startling swing their opening bowlers got with a battered 40 over old rag, a new one might have proved even more lethal, though at least we wouldn’t have been tired and demoralised from picking the ball out of fields for 9 an over in the heat. Still, it’s academic.

We didn’t bowl that badly, in the main. They just batted very well. There are some chastening bowling figures. Don’t look too hard at them. Howard had a good game, with 4-fer and another red inker. And we fielded as well as we can, taking every chance offered, Ryan and Courtney holding on to absolute screamers. They bowled very well. Five ducks, and only two of the rest in double figures. We were blown away with half the overs left, comprehensively outplayed by a far better side.

Written by Si

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Andover IV. 22 June 2024

 

Awaiting

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Michelmersh & Timsbury II, 15 June 2024

This was a game that very nearly didn’t happen, but if we have a better one this year, it’ll be one for the ages. The weather was highly unpredictable, as evidenced by the wide variety of contradictory finger-in-the-air pronouncements from all the numerous apps, websites and radars. The pictures below were taken an hour apart before the game, and it pretty much did that all day.

We all arrived in heavy rain, but we were playing by quarter past one. The outfield is in good order and dried quickly. The covers made the game possible, and the pitch was dry and hard and played remarkably well with decent carry. There were the odd couple that leapt or skidded, probably more courtesy of our friends the rooks than anything else.

Our innings was interrupted a few times by showers, and we were 80-3 at 20 overs, just back on after drinks when the big downpour came and the covers went back on. A 20 minute wait plus an early tea and we were back. We lost another quickly after the extended break, and then had a couple of partnerships that got us into the 160s before wickets fell steadily towards the end, but we got to 183, falling a bit short of the max points 200.

The lost time meant a reduced reply of 34 overs, with a Duckworth Lewis adjusted target of 168.

We bowled well and felt in control from the start, a wicket falling early to a great run out from Rob. They were up with the rate though, and beginning to look comfortable. Two catches went down, but they were very sharp, and we stayed on it and finally got rewards when a clutch fell in succession. In fact, when Howard got 2 in 2 at the start of his second over, we were all excited for the hat trick ball, until the incoming batsman pointed out that the previous wicket already was the hat trick – all 11 of us, including Howard, had failed to notice that he’d got his first with the final ball of his first over. So the feat failed to receive its usual rapturous reception. Undaunted, he continued his excellent rhythm this season and went on to a well deserved five-fer, one of which was a lightning catch from Tommy at his customary short cover.

We squeezed well and the rate crept up. They were 30 adrift with two overs left, when their number 10 produced the shot of the day, fetching Howard’s perfectly good ball from outside off and losing it several gardens over beyond cow corner, then hit two fours from my final over despite the spread field. It blemished the figures a bit, but the target was too far out of reach, and they finished 9 short.

A tremendously fun game with two very evenly matched sides played in excellent spirits without a single cross word, it would have been a great game whoever won it. We are now fifth in the league, behind the four sides at the top who have yet to lose.

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Hursley Park IV, 8 June 2024

 

Hursley Park is that rare thing, a welcoming, friendly big club. A large ground with two pitches and a pavilion for each in quiet rural Winchester, it joyously lacks the arrogance and down-the-nose feel of so many of its peers.

Their IVs were a bit underpowered, as they had half a dozen of the first team missing, so many of their regulars had filtered up, and they suggested we might like to bat first.

This is always a conflicting bit of news when you arrive at a ground, balancing the likelihood of a win with the probability of not much of a game. The vagaries of this league means evenly matched games seem harder to come by so far this season, and the possibility of being on either side of a thrashing seems quite high.

We made 292-3. All the top four made 50, which could be a record for us, certainly highly unusual, and Howard was out for 99, which might have been a tragedy for someone with fewer three figure notches on his belt.

They made 126-9. There was a funny period in the middle when Ross and Howard were on and a few youngsters were batting, when it didn’t feel like we should be trying that hard, so Ross practised his slower ball and Howard brought out his offies, another of the vagaries of this kind of league. If we’d been ruthless we might – only might, of course – have got the 10 wickets somewhat earlier. But a few of the kids batted really well, and the game was played in good spirits and no one did nothing, so the final bowling point seemed a fair sacrifice. 

(The number 11 was well out of his ground when Vic threw down the stumps Carey style on the last ball of the match. The umpire had called over, but even if he hadn’t we’d have rescinded that appeal anyway; again, too high a price for the final bowling point, at this or any level.)

Tappers pouched a sublime, one handed, above the head, backwards flying slip catch off me, an extraordinary, reality-shifting, hand-over-the-mouth effort - it’s not every week you discover someone you’ve known for a long time can fly - but the highlight of the day was undoubtedly a wicket maiden from Pards, (which had a similar effect) for which I had the inestimable pleasure of taking the catch. Pards and everyone else thinks it was his first ever league wicket in his 14 or so years of playing for DCC. Henry is convinced he’s had one before, but has so far been unable to supply any supporting evidence. The tension mounts as Henry trawls through old scorebooks by candlelight late into the night.

Written by: Si

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