So, I've just calmed down from the excitement of a quarter final victory against a team who are flying in the Lincs Prem at the moment.
The Peterborough Midweek T20 Jaidka cup, or just 'The Jaidka' (named after Dr Jaidka who founded the competition) is the competition that invites the best sides in the Peterborough area and gives them an opportunity to compete against each other. The likes of Bourne and Market Deeping play in the Lincs Prem, Peterborough Town play in the Northants Prem and ourselves and a few others play in the Cambridgeshire & Huntingdonshire Prem, so the Jaidka is fiercely contested. It's also a 'proper' T20 comp in that there is a powerplay, a fielding circle with limitations on the number of fielders allowed outside it, free hits, total strictness on leg side wides and many other rules which create a tense atmosphere.
Our draw saw us host Lincs Prem high flyers Market Deeping. In the run up to the game and also shortly before we were not overly optimistic, they had almost a full strength side and we were missing 3 key players. i would have been happy not to be embarrassed to be honest. We batted first and posted a respectable 95-8 on a pitch that was doing a bit. I was out for 2 trying to sweep one into next week. Then came their chase.
They had a lad who couldn't get a bat on our bowlers who slowed the start to their innings up beautifully, we started to turn the screw and wickets fell regularly, their 2 gun batsman were back in the shed without making too much of a dent in the total and we began to gear up for the crucial last 5 overs.
They needed a run a ball to tie with 3 overs left. A tie would have seen them win as they were only 7 wickets down. Inexplicably, a lad using a Mongoose MMi ran at one and missed it, easiest stumping I've ever taken, out by a good 6 feet, squeaky bum time.
With one ball left they needed 4 to win and managed to tickle one down to 3rd man, they ran 3 (to secure the tie and a super over as we were both 8 wickets down) and my appeal for the run out was turned down, I was in the process of asking the umpires what the result was when I realised neither of them had said 'over' and I also noticed the batsman trying to sneak the 4th run to win it. I raced back to the broken stumps, whipped one out with the ball and appealed, up went the finger and we had won, mass hysteria and a few beers!