One of the few teams in my area to play yesterday. Started in the rain and it stayed with us for our 30 overs of fielding. Bloody horrible stuff but never got bad enough to come off. Wicket was dodgy to say the least, lots of alarming lift. Once the hosts lost the new ball and we used an old ball things settled down. Problem was the old ball just got bigger and wetter. I've never bowled with a ball where the entire surface felt spongy to the touch. Might explain my less than stellar effort of 0-30 in 5, but I think the skipper had simply run out of bowlers willing to bowl with that ball. Chasing 146 in 30 proved nearly impossible. We had, for Barford, a decent batting line up but like most weeks I trudged out at 55-5 off 16 (we were 20-4 off 8, so it's a recovery lol) and tried to help rescue the innings. Sunday's I prefer to bowl and bat lower, just I have an expectation that our better batsman will sometimes we'll post a few runs first lol. Problem chasing was the outfield was wet and the ball was so soft that nothing was getting close to the boundary. Our skipper, didn't have his best game. He ran himself out, charging down the wicket when I smacked it straight at square leg. He then sent in the least strongest batsman he could find when we needed 9 an over. To cap it off, he agreed to 7 overs per bowler in a 30 over game!, we stuck to 6 overs and the oppo didn't, avoiding the need to bowl weaker bowlers. Oppo put everybody on the boundary for the last 4 overs, which was a bit pointless as we could only hit it half way due to the beach ball they were bowling with. It all rather died a death, we ended up 120-7. I got 27*, which would normally of been 50 odd on a dry day. Lost count of how many well timed balls dribbled just past the infield. At least we played and somehow I caught the sun, how can that happen when we never saw it?