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Thank you so much for your kind visits and comments yesterday. It was much appreciated.

By way of thanking you further I’ve added below for your general titillation this weeks cricket report which I had the pleasure of writing for yesterday’s game when we were robbed…

Match Report

Widegate

Many years ago now my Dentist told me that no matter how good his skills were, they were pointless unless I got my mouth wide enough for him to get under the bonnet. Hence followed several years of us disagreeing around the term ‘wide.’

The brave and happy band of Uptonians batted first on one of the very finest of days that this summer has visited upon us. Sparrows and tits filled the afternoon sky and the hum of a gentle September breeze sounding rather like a Chopin nocturne lulled us into thinking it may be June. One young Newark fellow was wearing 17 jumpers which suggested we were either all deluded or he was ill. It was noticeable he spent our entire innings fielding away from people…

Our batsmen took to the field but none could master the oppo with them sledging our batsmen every other ball with that classic line ‘he misses, you hit.’ Not quite ‘shaken, not stirred’ but enough to upset the rhythm of our fine holders of willow. That was at least until the Great Anderson took to the field. Arriving late at the ground in a Hugh Grant casual look that included an extra button undone to reveal his ripped torso, Anderson let Newark know who was boss. Hitting the ball like his hero Sir Jack Hobbs, Tom was in imperious form and finished off his and our innings with a huge and elegant six. Ker-boom.

As we munched on our tea, our skipper on to his 9th cob of the day, Henry mused that the Newark umpire, umpiring for his own bowlers, had not given one wide. It was unusual given that one ball Henry had faced was served several creases away from where he was batting. In fact Eastgate helpfully offered to bat in that crease for the next delivery but his kind offer was waved away. We thought nothing of it knowing that fairness would surely provide the same service for us.

8 wides later we lost the game in the final over after Buckers & Henry took us skilfully right to the end. This had followed a great bowling and fielding effort, a run out from Neal to warm the cockles and a catch from Alan to warm the hands.

Victory may not have been ours but we can hold our heads high. You miss, we miss.

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