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Getting to the ground after a tense England watch (rugby) meant that I may have been thinking rugby more than cricket, but I think we'll all agree the ground looked like it had had a rugby match played on it, contradictory to it's prestigious reputation as the field of dreams.

Anyhow, it was declared by the ever cheerful skipper (who is beginning to groom a ginger mullet) that we should drown, oh no that action made by him was bowl. We bowled first.

Varun and Ian opened up. It…

It's fair to say that against another opposition this game would've been called off, but credit has to go to the pure insanity and overenthusiastic attitude of our oppo during what many would've described as heavy rain, torrential, flash flood, end of the world weather and it is thanks to them and their bowling that we can revel in the delight of a win.

Felix (on his return) either won or lost the toss and we ended up batting. Both openers enjoyed fleeting clear skies but soon after…

No one asked me to write a report, but I feel the need to shed light on Shiva's terrible fielding and the fact that we lost a match that we should have won comfortably.

  They say that bad things come in three and this was true of today:

1. We batted badly.

2. We bowled badly. 

3. We fielded f****** awfully.

  Also, there were three very real fatal omens at the start of the match:

1. A bee/old Indian man buzzed in my ear.

2.…

   Midway through our innings I stood with James and Courtney on the boundary and happily declared that this game was a walk in the park, although James became rather meek when he realised the fielder standing not 6 feet away was the one who had got him out. This clearly annoyed this wicket-taking fielder and he rallied out a less than optimistic cheer to his depleted team. Chris hammered a four next ball and I'm pretty sure the game was finished soon after. We won, by the way.

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