Never has the saying been more true as at least 6 catches were grounded after a very promising first innings had seen us post a total of 252.
With Dean losing the toss (again!!!) in overcast and chilly conditions, the hosts jumped at the chance to field first but were soon left scratching their heads in disbelief as Nick Jowett
and Elliot Mercer
put on 127 for the first wicket in just 22 overs. Some of the shots by Nick beggared belief as he smashed 8 sixes. One in particular went so far out of the ground that the fielder asked if he could catch a bus to go and fetch it. Elliot played his part well, with a dab here and there to keep the scoreboard ticking over. Seeing Nick tiring quickly though Elliot was left stunned when Nick called for a quick single and ran him out for 25. Lee B joined Nick but, on 98 and with the field spread, Nick couldn't resist going for another big hit, and was out for 98. Lee fell shortly afterwards but Chimpy joined WC and the pair took the score to 216 before the latter was bowled for 56. That brought (s)kipper Dean to the wicket but he didn't last long. His Vice called for a 2 and Dean was run out by a few yards by a direct hit from the boundary edge. He hadn't even faced a ball! Aaron Buckley
followed soon after but new no 8 Mick Turner hit 16 to help Chris Shannon
take the score to 252.
We knew at tea that the left-handed Jamie Summerscales who now batted right handed was the big wicket and he soon started punishing anything loose along with his opening partner Sam Hinchcliffe. However, with the score on 66, Summerscales was out to a great catch from WC. Hinchcliffe soon followed him, clean bowled by Chimpy who now had both wickets. Another 50 stand followed between Charles Hyland and Tom Wood, before the introduction of Joe Lewis
brought about the dismissal of Wood for 38. Shortly afterwards WC took another catch, this time off Lee B to leave the hosts in trouble on 146 for 4. Chances came and went as Potts and Conway started to bludgeon anything off line and length. Potts was particularly strong on the hook and prepared to take the bait offered. Comedy was also evident as Matty Corton
floundered like a beached whale on the boundary edge as his trousers came down as he attempted to chase down and stop another boundary. It was only with the introduction to the attack of WC that another wicket fell, but by this time the score was 240 and defeat inevitable.