Sunday 2s vs Park Hill
Author: Callum F Brown
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Débutante Ball Sunday the 20th of May was a gloriously sunny day in the capital and PCC got off to an absolute flier by losing the toss and being put in to wield the willow. Messrs Wibberley and Pilkington headed to the middle to soak up some ultraviolet rays and take advantage of the short boundaries created by some lackadaisical flag positioning earlier in the day. Wibbers was certainly keen to take advantage when secured the M.P.S.G.A.F.K.A.C.M.S.T.B.M.O.T.D. early doors; smoking a length ball back over their skippers’ head for an arrow straight six, to get off the mark. Ollie was more than capable in supporting this early onslaught as both batsmen raced towards their fifties with less than 15 overs bowled, unfortunately young Pilks realised he didn’t have the cash for a jug and left a straight one on 49. It ended a 109 run opening stand that set the tone for the innings. This meant that Leeds finest Mr. Hall would be walking out the crease to tuck in to the wonderful buffet – he was undone by an absolute jaffa from Tom McGurk after only 3 balls. His 3-metre stride outside off, not being quite enough to save him from the fastest hand in the West (end of London). None of this slowed the Wib-run machine down though and he notched his fifty up with no difficulties – he was supported by Parma (19), batting in his RayBans and a pork pie hat – befuddling the oppo with his debonair style, the Ping hat would have been more at home on the links, (and perhaps some of the shots too!), but he got some handy runs and helped Wibberley on his way to an eventual 130* and MOTM award. Toby came and went without troubling the scorers after trying to hit an absolute pie to Battersea and nearly slipping a disc in the process. Henshall was exquisite in his stoic 6 before tracking the same baker that had removed Toby only a few overs previous. Dazza seen off the rest of the innings with Wibbers and put in a useful 23* to make sure we secured the 250 and set them a mammoth task. Teas consisted of a solid spread, incorporating a lot of meats/meat-based snacks: scotch eggs, chicken drumsticks, cocktail sausages, pork pies and little sausage rolls. Can’t complain about that! Kettle Chips & dips as well, a nice touch. Debutante Callum and man mountain Schofield were entrusted with the new cherry and things did not start as well as they perhaps could of. Tom was hitting his lines early, but the batsmen were playing without pressure, the outfield was fast, and the ball was getting in the gaps. Callum was not hitting any lines, or lengths, barely the right strip. They were motoring along in the first 5 overs and it looked like 250 was suddenly more par than ominous. Then Schoffers grabbed himself an LBW, Callum cleaned up the other opener and the floodgates opened. They were 60-6 off 15 and the openers had grabbed themselves 3 apiece. Toby had put 2 down by the stumps, Dazza had put at least one down (should have perhaps gone with his hands instead of his shin), and a multitude of other drops littered the innings – I can barely remember them all – pretty sure Hall tipped one over the bar, and Henners actually jumped under one (I’ve never actually seen someone get shorter when they jump before…). Mr. McGurk managed to get the RPMs up to record levels and bamboozle his way to a much-deserved wicket, on a day when the batsmen had any idea how to play spin, he might have picked up more – but they were getting nowhere near the ball. The same was happening for Brooksey – he beat the bat more times that not in his first 4 overs and it looked like the sun wouldn’t shine on him, but with persistence and a few fuller length balls, he managed to get his rewards and picked up two to help break a partnership which had threated to keep us out there all afternoon and opened the door for Daz to come on and wrap things up, Callum managing to take the only catch of the day, (across both teams!). This meant they were all out for 138 and if it wasn’t for their number 8 getting a brave 42, it could have been much more emphatic. An honourable mention must go to Gus for his brief and inspiring visit halfway through the first innings. By the time we left the field of battle, TFC and DDJ had all but been decided and we were down to a couple of well-known candidates – with Hall and Daz making good cases for picking up at least one, and possibly both awards. Hall did indeed collect a much deserved TFC for his duck, dropped catch and day long beratement of Toby! The DDJ was a one out of left field, but no one could deny Schofield deserved it for his attempt at stopping a cover drive by going down like a tree being felled, the ball hit the rope before he hit the fucking floor. All in all, it was a great day and good result – if I fail to mention the ‘excellent’ captaincy – I’ll no doubt get a rollicking – so well-done skip on steering us to victory. Huzza! Huzza! Huzza! |
Date | Time | Team | Opposition | Location | Putney | Opposition | Result | Scores | Points | Toss |
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20/05/2018 | 1pm | Sunday 2nd | Park Hill | H | 250/5 | 138/10 | W | 0 |