Another win, and suddenly we have already had a better season than last year. Considering that at this point of our 2012 annus horribilis we hadn't actually played a game, that is some effort.
Of course, the game was pretty much ours as soon as Peverel arrived with only 8 players. It's hard not to feel a bit sorry for the guys that had made the effort for them, and in particular their skipper, but there were still some decent players amongst them and we still needed to do the job.
Mitchy and Sean opened up the bowling for us after we won the toss. After a couple of shaky overs, Sean tightened his length up and continued to take to 2nd XI cricket like a duck to water. Mitchy performed his usual way in the 2's, looking like he had the ball on an invisible string and drawing seemingly endless false shots out of the Peverel top order without actually taking any wickets.
That those 2 ended up with only 1 wicket a piece was down to some large slices of luck and no little skill from the Peverel top order, who resisted everything that we threw at them early on. Of course, as is traditional, Cilla then strolled on and took a wicket with a filthy full toss that their skipper slapped straight to Albert. He and Dinesy then did an excellent job of cleaning up the innings with 5/43 between them. There was a slight feeling that we let them get a few more than they should have at 114, but its hard to be critical when the whole game was played at such a low tempo throughout.
115 was never going to be enough to defend with only 6 outfielders, although I tried to make it interesting with some truly hideous shots early on. Waring poked the ball back to the bowler to give them an early wicket, but after that we motored to the victory comfortably as Azhar deposited a couple of length balls on off stump over mid wicket for 6. I even managed a puny effort myself which just about looped over the shortest boundary on the ground. Unfortunately, that was pretty much the last thing I did as my Australian colleague smelt some cheap runs and somehow managed to attract a succession of pearlers off the 6th ball of an over that he could only manage to poke to cover and steal a quick single! A flurry of boundaries from him meant that we completed the win in 17 overs, and were in for a few beers with tea at 4.45.
Two wins from two, and nicely on course for our target of 6 wins by the mid season match.
Report by Steve Coleman