Captain's Select CC Innings

So, according to the London Lite, we're 'local, young and a bit crazy' eh? Well some of these crazy local youngsters had spent much of the previous evening in our namesake pub. I was one of those, so Sunday was a little bit brain-scrambled, a state of mind reflected in this report.

Captain-for-the-day was Leavened Snot who won the toss and bowled. Or did we lose the toss? Anyway, a strong bowling performance by Cameo Twit, Silica Law, Mama Sum-Hair, Trivia Swills and Leavened Snot himself was topped by a masterclass from Cathedral, conceding only 8 or 9 runs in his 7 overs.

The ground fielding was good with the odd mistake being easily attributable to the local, young and ker-aaaazzzy behaviour of the previous night. We had restricted Captain's Select CC to 159. Or was it 154. We needed 160 to win anyway. Or maybe a few fewer.

London Fields CC Innings

Crazy young local Bird Inferno opened the innings and continued on from where he had left off the previous day – batting with strong intent. It was observed that Bird Inferno was sporting hairy mutton chops which gave him a Ralph and Ted look, and he certainly showed agricultural ability in farming the strike in the lower field at the expense of Nosh Arrived. On the fall of the first wicket, Silica Law strode to the crease and also batted with confidence.

Thereafter Old No-Jars took up the chase making 34, mixing attack with studied defence, particularly against the deceptive Manny. At the other end, Inane Odd-Sow had been warned by Old No-Jars to expect the straight slow ball, however he still managed to swing at it and miss, bringing to an end a strong-hitting knock of 12.

Having performed my own version of suicide, screwing the ball straight to cover point's hands, Trivia Swills was then out LBW and showed an entertaining level of dissent towards the umpire Silica Law. But it was all OK because, as the London Lite will tell you, we 'are mates as well as team-mates'. Oh, and it was out. This left Convict Ref and Mama Sum-Hair to finish the game off, the final shot being a sweetly-timed clip through square leg by Convict Ref.

Cameo Twit was all padded up and ready to go but not required. Nor was Captain-for-the-day Leavened Snot, nor bowler-of-the-day Cathedral. And then there were cans, followed by a decent session in The Pub on the Park. We were all in there apart from one member of the side – Bird Inferno had headed off into the night, presumably because he was a bit tired and needed to check that he still had somewhere to live having fallen asleep after putting the oven on when he had got home at 6:30am that morning. Those potato wedges never did make it in there apparently.

A good performance from the team, immaculately well led by Leavened Snot and a thoroughly enjoyable day. 'Mates as well as team-mates' you see.

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