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Bearing in mind our showing so far this year we entered this local derby with no illusions. Anyway, as Richie Benaud would say they "beshed it errand the perhk eh bet". Any ball slightly off-line was dashed away without mercy, the amount of bat on ball as borne out with only 13 extras to show in their rather large total. Undeterred, Matt Balkwill and Jay Stephens opened their accounts with an eye to chasing. It was not to be however and after Mike Hills fell out went the order to "shut up shop" and go for the draw. Ben Pudney and Adrian Barrett held their ends up well (shut up, Dazza) to earn the WECC the first (and important) "non-loss" of the season, so to speak. Top of page |
The Old Paulines game was cancelled so it was Cove the following week, another sizeable club with plenty of good players. The home side batted first, getting off to a cracking start, not helped by N. Randall being dropped early on. Howard Turner and Adrian Barrett came on to bowl and tied down proceedings somewhat taking three wickets apiece. Cove crept ever forward to their total which we managed to keep (psychologically anyway) under 200. Unfortunately, when it came to our innings the batting form of previous games continued, those who got going failed to capitalise and wickets falling at regular intervals seemingly without any. In the first six games of the season only three scores registered 20 or over - and two of these were accredited to the on-form Jay Walliker. Top of page |
Sadly, the only game to go ahead on tour (St. Mawgan cancelled out) where we experienced some of the best weather in Cornwall ever. This year we could have hoped to reverse our fortunes with the willow. Not so: batting first seemed only to bring the pressure to score back with a vengeance in the face of nagging bowling from Mt. Hawke's opening pair. In answer to that the home team played their shots, finding the boundary easier to reach 50 in only the twelfth over. Plenty of time was left for a 12-over Beer Match. Perhaps having the pressure off enabled us (batting second) to measure the run-rate to a "t" and win a game. See, we can do it. Highlight: Dazza, our last man in who stood perfectly still as the left-arm over-the-wicket bowler delivered the ball, and stayed completely motionless as the ball ricocheted off his foot. In his own words, he was "waiting for the, the, er, umm, the man... er, THAT bloke (furious pointing to almost mid-off) over THERE to bowl it!! And he didn't, it was 'IM!" At least the umpire, consumed with giggling, failed to give him out leg-before. Top of page |
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