Ashford 207-9 - F Saleem 4-11
WHCC 211-6 - M Walsh 43
by Mike Walsh
After fielding like fat bottomed girls in our previous game against Headley we needed a miracle to put us back on the back page of the News of the World for the right reasons.
It was hotter than Barcelona and on this basis we were made to field upon losing the toss. The opposition looked a stronger prospect than our earlier 10 wicket victory at the Dreamers Ball this season.. Shazad and the goold old fashioned lover boy, Charlie, wearing his new bracelet, opened looking fo that early breakthrough. Yet again, as in previous matches, the opening attack tied your mother down, but didn't take the wickets they deserved. their opening bats, one was a bit radio ga ga and the other made me look like Ian Botham, put us under pressure as no wixkets fell in the opening 20 overs. Mr Ga Ga was more intent on sledging us than batting and often played and missed or even flash (ah-ah) and upon doing so often blamed the pitch for his misfortune.
Its a hard life and even though we were bowling tidily we couldn't get the hammer to fall, so after a spell from Trevor, you're my best riend, a change of tact was needed, so the skipper who neede someone to love camme on and took the first wicket after a few overs of dolly mixtures. Mr Smith joined the party by removing the "I'm going slightly mad" opener. We had to keep yourself alive and Peter bowled like the princes of the universe, with the exception of his ninth over which was more expensive than his first five overs.
With removing the openers wickets became easier to achieve especially upon the introduction of the Brighton Rock, Faisal, when after tasting the moonshine for 5 days had one vision and probably bowled better than he has all season. Faisal slowed the opposition down by bowling a good line and length and taking regular wickets. he bowled at the death on two legs and finished with figures of 5-0-11-4.
Even though we were set a total of 207 to win the show must go on. Unfortunately, Andy Walker didn't show a kid of magic, which he had in previous games and was trapped LBW to the one that kept slightly low for five. In came Amarinder who has been the invisible man this season. After a few scratchy overs he got headlong into the bowlers and got a bisk 37 then fell by playing one too many shots. paul Gorgolis was another one to bite the dust and fell unluckily by playing on.
Gribbler wanted it all and was here to let me entertain you. It was important we didn't lose your head, as the score was 87-3 and there was plenty to do. We needed some live magic and Gribbler went stone cold crazy and got us amongst the day at the races. However, Gribbler and myself fell within four runs of each other leaving in a precarious position of 142-5 off 27 overs.
We needed to play the game with Usman and Trevor needing to save me from a potential defaet. Both batted tremendously and Trevor spread his wings hiting a quickfire 36 then getting out in hot space with only two needed. With only a few required, Usman accompanied by too much love will kill you, Mr Johnosn saw us through. Well, yes, we were the champions and it was heaven for everyone!
Lemon Tango Moment - Walking off to complete silence after getting 43 (it wasn't that bad was it!)
Castle Moment - Amarinders brilliant catch at backward point off Faisal.