Epic Battle as Sunday defeats Saturday to maintain ‘best day’ statusSaturday vs. Sunday – which is best? Wars have been fought over less important questions, but this weekend saw a good natured but hard fought cricket match to decide once and for all which day was the daddy. Sunday won.
To mark the gravity of the occasion nature laid on a cracking day with the sun splitting the trees and wild animals trotting through the areas of overgrown nature reserve that groundsman Charlie Von Lawnmower has established in quieter areas of the outfield. This the result of a revolutionary new idea to come out of a tie up between organic treehuggers and groundskeeping staff across the UK.
Also new was the thrusting Sunday skipper Salam Asbo, keen to establish his position as a leader of men in the vein of Napoleon and Tony Blair. Opening the batting Asbo started by looking to play across the line, and choose a different line to the ball, which ended up taking bails off wickets to give the skipper a diamond duck. Asbo later tried to claim the diamond so that he could give it to a local girl who was proving more than usually resistant to his charms. So 10 runs down and with a further chance to shine Asbo failed to set fire to anything, something he usually has little trouble with, and seemed to put a spell on the pitch and his next few team mates as the Saturday boys bowled fine spells, taking advantage of bounce and movement from the drying pitch.
Sunday at one stage slumped to -30 for 3 which is good because the team could only get better from there. And so they did with Albert Hall and Dave Allen getting stuck into the Saturdays and taking advantage of some short boundaries caused by the trenches that Von Lawnmower has added to one side of the ground to make a First World War re-enactment area to complement the nature reserve. By around 15 overs the score had finally got positive and Fowles and Mandar then further advanced the scoring rate before the teams very own pop star, Jerry joined in the action. Valiant batting performances all round, including shot of the day from Mrs Peter Smith, who skipped down the wicket like a child, before crashing the ball into the First World War re-enactment area.
So at the death Sunday managed to post a net score of between 140 and 160 – which of course was a gross score of c. 210 – counting always being more of an art than a science on a restful day like Sunday.
After a pleasant tea, featuring home made offerings from the House of Hall, Asbo led the Sundays out to provide a tutorial for the Saturdays in the art of running, then falling over near the ball, then throwing it at the club house. Some were better than others at each skill but all clearly benefited, as the fielding showed later.
Sunday opened the bowling with the lanky Hamster and the youthful Saquib, both of whom troubled the opening bats with bounce and movement. After a tense opening period the first two looked a little settled, with a number of the Sunday fielders, Dave Allen, Albert Hall and the otherwise outstanding vice captain Cockrun deliberately dodging perfectly easy chances as they viewed the ball while it as still a little too hard for catching. All at once though the Hamster moved the ball in rather than out and bails flew to boundary, Sunday struck the first blow on the nose of Saturday and the boys were in the grove. Mandar then got into the action and looks to have changed last seasons run of poor luck as he took 4 wickets, including a finely taken edge pouched by wicket keeping octogenarian Peter ‘Bionic Man’ Allen. His grandson Dave was then into the action with his trademark Beamer followed by half volley caught and bowled and then run outs started to show the power of Asbo's new fielding warm up. Albert had benefited in particular as he, with the assistance of Mandy and the Bionic Man started throwing the ball in the direction of the stumps with frightening regularity. More calamitous running, followed by a fiery Glaswegian outburst from a departing batsman, gave the side time to show some of the things it has become famous for, the otherwise outstanding vice captain Cockrun missing a catch but scoring 9.6 for style, Mrs Smith tinkering endlessly with the field before bowling the bemused batsman and Jerry the Pop Star bowling with his usual fine variation of width (very wide) and bounce (none) before actually getting one to bounce just in front of the stumps, and then hitting them. It fell to Saquib, the new entrant who looks to have a fine future as a fast bowler, if his fielding is anything to go by, to take the final wicket with a swinging, pitched up straight one leaving the batsman all over the place.
We leave the final word to man of the match Mandar “its pretty obvious to us all that Sunday has become the new Saturday and the team looks forward to proving this through another successful season”