Yesterday's game had one hell of a start. They had a young kid opening the bowling, he bowled a couple of wides and his head dropped, it ended up being an 11 or 12 ball over and I felt bad every time i signalled another wide.
But it was the second over when the craziness began, the first ball sent the off-peg cartwheeling. The second ball thudded into the batsman's wrist/forearm (it was plain as day from my spot at square leg) and they appealed for LBW, the umpire's finger seemed to go up before appearing to change his decision when the batsman complained that it hit his glove.
The correct decision was reached in the end but it was all obviously very village and I don't blame the other team for being a bit cheesed off.
Next ball saw the ball hoicked over to deep square leg straight to the fielder waiting to claim a simple catch, only for the ball to clip an overhanging branch, so instead of a wicket it's six runs.
This did not help their mood.
The wicket next ball did.
We were 47/3 after 4 overs, 5 wickets down after 6 and a half and I walked out at 60/6. I tried my best not to bat like an idiot, didn't play a single reverse sweep, and along with one of our youngsters (who scored a really good 45 and put the adults to shame) put on 85 before I was trapped LBW falling over to an inswinger. I walked off having batted for what felt like ages, only to check the scorebook and find out all I'd scored was 21 runs.
I was bloody shattered, I should have saved my energy and just swung the bat a bit for four overs