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Fixtures and Results | Match Reports

Date Against H/A Link Result Captain/Score
Sun 30 / 9 / 2018 Ward End Unity Away Won by 3 wickets. Oppo 207-9. Old Mo 211-7.

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Fitmen finale finally delivers a W

Twas a cold, dank, grey, murky day in Ward End. What better way to spend a day than to harrumph around a cricket field for 6 hours? Who would want to sit in front of a roaring fire watching the Europeans whoop the Yanks in the Ryder cup, sipping a glass of Malbec? We thought perhaps the eponymous “Dangerous DH”. Phone switched off, frantic texts and What’s Apps, “What’s Up DDH?” Mainly sent from the Chairman in his now not so comfortable 12th Man position. TC even offered to “guide him in” physically, walking to the main road waving his hanky wildly. Panic over, DDH it seems had just been robbed of all his possessions by thieves at the morning’s football (kids) match and arrived a tad late as a result. Horatio Frost had merely set his compass wrong following a particularly energetic Tinder date the night before. Discombobulated, but finally arriving at the Ward End Unity Car Park.

As a result of a pathetic call of heads, the Fitmen were asked to field in 12 oC gloom with a slight chance of drizzle. Magic! The changing rooms were a touch on the small side, with flip up seats that wouldn’t flipping stay down. Someone had delivered an awful wrong ‘un in the toilets prior to the match, leaving a distinctive odour for all to enjoy. Less changing room, more Deportation Holding Pen. The perfect warm up. TC made to get changed due to late arrivals and take the field for a solitary over bowled by Sharif down a considerable hill. Not the best start. Aggressive opener Millzy, clubbed 3 boundaries. Oh god, here we go, chasing 300 again….

Not so. Bowling from the North face of the Eiger End, skipper for the day looked around the assembled talent eager to get eye contact with anyone fancying a bowl up the mountain…nope, so ankles suitably strapped, skip had to shoulder the burden. Despite cold conditions, the ball was hooping down and finding seem movement. An attempted cut through point delivered the first wicket with Sam L taking an excellent catch above his head. DDH brought on to replace clubbed seal Sharif, who had taken more punishment from the opener in his 2nd over, reined in the run rate. 4 Maidens on the bounce from skip was a decent effort. A smart stumping by Tucker to remove the opener and 2-13 off 8, the best figures for Dawes for years.

Downhill Tasker and Uphill Mo then took over. Tasker wayward to begin with, then at times unplayable, began to take wickets. Two in a row in fact before drinks were taken at 20. Both clean bowled, both peaches of deliveries. A hatrick either side of drinks was not to be but another clean bowled victim snagged and 3-39 for the Cider drenched Tasker was excellent stuff. Mo was tight and efficient as always 0-20 and things were going well. As always with the Fitmen, we never want to make things too easy for ourselves and whether it was average bowling or good batting, I will let you decide, but Unity then put on an excellent partnership.

Sam Lockyer defying the laws of physics bowling down Hill with the wind on his back, somehow managed to get fined by the speed gun for going “too slow” in a 30 MPH residential zone. His 0-18 off 2 overs was mesmeric. I’ve personally never seen anything like it. Sharif determined to win the Bowler of the year award (but definitely not the Economy rate) finally bowled one straight to remove the No.3 for an excellent 47. Son of No.3 was batting nicely and the No.8 was smashing Sharif to all corners. A Target of 160 was suddenly looking like 200+ and so it was to be.
Healy stuttered his way in to get a neat caught and Bowled. Jawad sharp in the field to pounce on a mix up between the batsmen to claim a run out, before the oldest Grrrrrrr er in Town got his 19th W of the season with some more good work by Tucker for his 2nd stumping of the afternoon. 207 for 9

Tea was good. Quiche galore, with plenty of sarnies and cakes. The hot tea was the order of the day to defrost fingers.
So 208 needed with Mo and Jawad to open up. Tight bowling from both ends meant 21-0 after 5. Jawed driving the ball through extra cover beautifully. Mo pouncing on anything short. In the 9th over Jawed caught in the slips for a good 20, let new No.3 Faraz into the action. With ankle socks and ruched trousers, Faraz baring his ankles on such a cold day is a sight to behold. Following his Flamingo one legged fielding earlier, the opposition didn’t quite know what to expect. No one did. What followed was a delightfully quirky knock of 13 off 21 before being bowled in the 17th over with the score at 75-2. The game was finely balanced.

What the Fitmen really needed was a steady hand at the tiller, some gnarled grizzled cricketing wisdom. No silly middle order collapse. Who better than our very own Simon Howarth aka “Pops”. In at his accustomed No.4, he strode/limped (inflamed metatarsal) to the crease and stroked the ball around imperiously. Two fine inside edges just missing the stumps the pick of the crop. Unlucky to be deceived by some leg spin flight, he was out in the 18th over for 6. Now there is experience and then there is world weariness. Lord Frost trying to out limp Howarth to the middle (knee) was keen to move the run rate on, guiding his second ball through the vacant 2nd slip area for 4. Lovely. However, it was not to be Jim’s day (definitely not his last!) as again, he too was undone by flight, Bowled by the same leggie. 87-4 at drinks. Could a collapse be on, in true Fitmen style?

Not on Tuckerrrr and Mo’s watch. These two put on 78 runs which was in the end a match winning partnership. Two good young spin bowlers tried their best but the talented duo smote any errant balls to the boundary. Mo was finally out for 82, the third of the leggies victims, in an excellent knock which contained 16 fours. Mo finished on a Colossal 961 runs for the season @ 68 and a SR of 135. Impressive, Indomitable, Ingenious Mo at his best.

There was time for an 11 ball 1 for Lockyer and poor shot selection by the skipper trying to cut a ball off middle stump out for 10, but it was Tucker who brought the Fitmen home with 2 maximums and five 4's in a superb 49 not out, the last maximum clearing the square leg boundary to finally (first since July the 4th) get a win for the Fitmen.

Good opposition. A game played in the right spirit with banter set at the right level.
Nice to end the season with a W. A quality hot English summer draws to an end. See you all at the Awards Dinner and then nets in January. Adieu 2018