Shocking game yesterday away at a local 'rival' - we batted first, scoring 132-7 off of our 40 overs. The bowling was tight and very accurate, with a lot of new faces in the opposition team from the last meeting; with their Saturday league game called off, they drafted in a couple of the players. I opened but had trouble with (1) contact lenses and (2) a sore achilles, and was thankfully put out of my misery like a lame dog for 12, caught at square leg. Their keeper, who looked about 17, was a really gooby so-and-so, and was full of all the village cricket platitudes you could imagine...(to the bowler) - "Just you and me buddy"; (to anyone listening) - "He's only got one shot"; (to me) "Think you're in the big time with your name and number on your shirt" etc. I told him to (no swearing please) off and go back home to finish his homework....I'm 50 and have been playing for 40 years, and it doesn't affect me a jot, I was just disappointed that the younger generation seem to think that this is the norm these days.....but I may simply be turning into a grumpy old man! Anyway, I digress......
They were somewhat 'confident' of chasing down the target, so image our badly-contained glee when we had them 6-6 after 10 overs, with gobby keeper going for 2...Oh how we laughed! I took a sharp-ish catch at gully which was quite satisfying; would have been even better if it was the keeper! After 20 overs, they were 18-6. You know whats coming now though, right?
Yep.....we manage to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory; they ended up 133-8, with 9 balls to spare....to say I was gutted is an understatement! Not quite sure even today how we managed to let that slip away.
Onwards and upwards, roll on next weekend!