A Day At Lord’s With Fran & Simon, Middlesex v Somerset Day One, 18 May 2023

Sam Robson bowling his own brand of filth

It didn’t rain – indeed the weather was ideally pleasant. No new variant of Covid suddenly broke out to prohibit gatherings at the cricket matches. Neither sling nor arrow of outrageous fortune befell us to frustrate our simple purpose: Janie and I wanted to host Fran and Simon at Lord’s and show them the pavilion.

The idea of the four of us spending a day together at Lord’s had been under discussion for about five years, frustrated by various unfortunate circumstances along the lines of the above paragraph. Given the iffy weather so far this season, we did indeed feel blessed to wake up to a weather forecast that suggested dry and mild, which indeed it turned out to be.

Fran (she of Pinner pears) and Yorkshire Simon (he of crude courgettes) had both been to Lord’s many times, but not recently and not previously in the pavilion. We had previously spent time with them on several occasions at outgrounds, but not at Lord’s.

Simon, Fran & Me at Radlett in 2019
Me, Simon and Simon’s courgette, Radlett 2021

Anyway…

…on their arrival, we showed Fran and Simon the upper sun deck of the pavilion – Janie’s favourite place – which both of them took to immediately, so the four of us basically took root up there.

At lunch we showed them around the pavilion and also showed them the real tennis court, where a couple of my friends were doing battle but didn’t seem all that delighted to be observed; occupational hazard of choosing the 13:00 tennis slot on a match day.

Fran and Simon had brought lunch with them, whereas Janie and I had a crazy craving for the Long Room baps and salad, which we indulged in early in the afternoon session. Janie also indulged in a slice of cake in the member’s lounge.

Sam Robson bowling filth just before tea

Janie took this picture during tea, before going to the lounge for cake

It was really nice to see Fran and Simon again after quite some while. We did a fair bit of catching up, general chatting and even cricket-watching.

In short – we four had a lovely day. Middlesex didn’t.

Here’s a link to the scorecard – die-hard Middlesex fans might choose not to click here.

Bad Hair Afternoon: Tennis Followed By Middlesex v Somerset, 19 July 2018

Since Jez Horne left Z/Yen, he and I have a rather shocking record of planning to meet up for a T20 match at Lord’s on a day that turns out to be rainy.

We expected no such problem in this glorious summer of 2018 and, as luck would have it, Jez was available on one of the few T20 evenings I can manage this season.

I arranged to play tennis at 15:00, giving me plenty of time to sauna, shower, spruce myself up and bagsy some good pavilion seats.

My opponent for the afternoon, Bill Taylor, is one of my favourite adversaries; although I tend to come off second best against him, we nearly always have an epic battle along the way.

We had an exceptionally good first set, which took almost the whole hour. Playing level, the pesky ninth game went to deuce upon deuce upon deuce…

…upon deuce…you get the idea. But in the end Bill prevailed, both in that game and then the set and match.

I took my time over warming down and my ablutions. As I was just preparing to leave the changing room, John Stephenson (MCC Director of Cricket) and Guy Lavender (the new MCC Chief Executive) emerged from one of the squash courts. They were discussing the pavilion dress code and the practicalities around the “jackets allowed off in hot weather” rule.

I was putting the finishing touches on my tie, jacket and general pavilion aesthetic look when, horror of horrors, I realised that I had come out without a comb in my linen suit’s jacket pocket and had used a kit bag that also lacks one of my emergency combs.

My hair probably looked a little like the following photo, taken at the end of a victorious tennis skills night eighteen months ago…

…perhaps a little worse when combined with a jacket and tie.

“Just as well you don’t have a bad hair rule for the pavilion”, I said “I have come out without a comb”.

“No we don’t, but don’t worry, there will be a bad hair rule in time for your next visit”, said Guy with a smile.

It reminded me a little of my interaction with Ian Lovett over Daisy’s embarrassing pavilion socks-for-gloves-donning incident several years ago, explained towards the end of my report on King Cricket here and below:

Middlesex v Australians match report

“My next visit will be on Monday”, I said.

Guy’s smile widened a little forcedly, as if to say, “…and your point is?…”

“I’ll bring a comb,” I conceded. Need to stay on the right side of the new Chief Exec, I thought.

Jez is not exactly the sartorial type…he used to hang out with Barmy Kev for gawd’s sake…so I didn’t need to make any any excuses or explanations to him. He seemed pleased with my choice of “right up front” seat.

As always, it was good to catch up with Jez. He and his burgeoning family have recently relocated to…

…coincidentally given my visit a couple of days earlier…

A Day Out In Sussex: Petworth, Then Hove, 17 July 2018

…Hove.

We chatted about cricket. We chatted a bit about work. We chatted about…

…trigger warning…

…geeky statistics, operational research and machine learning stuff.

We both brought nibbles of the “old style Z/Yen gathering” variety with us – in my case parcel-type bites from M&S, in Jez’s case from Sainsbury. I had brought a mini bottle (250 ml) of Sancerre for myself – that should last the evening on a warm night; Jez managed a few bottles of quality beer. I remember Badger and Theakstons Old Peculiar as two of the labels.

We watched Middlesex start well with the bat, seem to get bogged down, finish better, then watched Somerset do all that with quite a bit more purpose than Middlesex.

Pain junkies (Middlesex) and glory seekers (Somerset) click here for all the details.

Still, we had a very pleasant evening together, parting company at Marylebone.

Trying To Work, Somerset v Middlesex Day 4, At The Flat, MTWD Report, 13 July 2016

I know from my own years editing the Middlesex Till We Die (MTWD) website that one of the toughest jobs is getting enough articles for the winter. Sportnetwork require regular editorial material as the quid quo pro for providing their site and system.

So when I chatted with Barmy Kev in the autumn, explaining to him what Ogblog is about and offering him some ideas for pieces, the answer was, “I could do with some stuff for after Christmas”.

So here is a link to my first MTWD article for some years, which relates to my doings/listenings on 13 July 2016.

I suspect that many county cricket lovers occasionally have afternoons like that when the matches suddenly get very interesting indeed.

Yes I did catch up with my work in the end as well, thank you for asking, for those Ogblog readers too lazy even to click the link and read a few hundred words. Honestly.

Middlesex v Somerset T20 at Lord’s, 23 June 2016

It was EU referendum day. In the future (possibly even before I’m gone) I expect economic and social historians will talk about “pre EU referendum” and “post EU referendum” as watershed points, certainly for the UK, possibly for Europe or even the whole western world. But today was referendum day itself.

It bucketed down with rain first thing, so I got quite a lot of work done while waiting for the rain to subside. I went to the gym mid morning, after the deluge, voted along the way and felt glad that the turnout was apparently very high despite the rain.

A light lunch, a bit more work and then over to Lord’s for a meeting with Richard to review the Middlesex strategy work, ahead of tonight’s televised T20 game. In retrospect, it probably wasn’t the best slot to choose for reviewing a document, as there was lots of to-ing and fro-ing for the match.

But the afternoon and evening did prove a good opportunity to meet some of Richard’s other advisory people; at that early stage Ed Griffiths and later on Ed Villiers. Meeting these two certainly helped prove to me Richard’s technique (not that it needed proving) of surrounding himself with useful informal advisors. In this case it also proved the old maxim that “two Eds are better than one”, although each of those two was most impressive even as a solo act.

Meanwhile I had planned to meet Jez Horne, as indeed we did the previous week, when we had sat in the pavilion under our brollies for some time until the match was abandoned without a ball being bowled. The weather forecast for the evening was again shocking. Jez texted me, initially to say that he would delay leaving the office and then again later to say that the weather situation looked so hopeless that he would go straight home. I didn’t blame him.

It did look pretty hopeless to be honest, but Lord’s dries quickly and efforts are no doubt doubled and redoubled when Sky are there with their expensive crew and equipment. He who pays the piper calls the tune, the cricket decisions, the referendum results…

…anyway, Richard, Ed Griffiths and I decamped to the pavilion, settling on the Committee Room (that’s where we met Ed Villers and also Guy Lavender and his son Jack from Somerset).  We waited more in hope than in expectation, especially after another band of rain put paid to some mopping up work and the clock ticked relentlessly on.

But that further band proved to be the last and soon an announcement came that the umpires had agreed to a 75 minute or so match of 9 overs per side.

It was very exciting – here’s the card – Middlesex won on the last ball for those too strung up to click here and live the moment. I hadn’t watched a televised match from the Committee Room before; I rather enjoyed watching the ball live and then, a few seconds later, looking across and seeing the action again on the TV screen, courtesy of the satellite broadcasting delay.

After the match I joined the Committee and their guests for a post match drink in the Thomas Lord Suite before heading home to follow the referendum result. More excitement, but not the kind I wanted.

A Couple of Days spent mostly at Lord’s, Middlesex v Somerset, 23 & 24 May 2016

Monday

I played real tennis at the convenient time of 10:00 – convenient that is for seeing a fair chunk of county cricket afterwards. I played a good game this morning by my own sporadic standards. By the time I had showered, changed and chatted best part of half the morning session had passed, but I found a nice sunny spot in the pavilion and hunkered down with my book, A Confederacy of Dunces, which I was determined to finish today, along with some more business-oriented reading.

I had taken with me the simplest lunch of nuts and fruit. A resuscitating coffee in the pavilion afterwards and then I went in search of more sun by relocating to the front of the Mound Stand. Fine spring weather it was.

Trego and Gregory were trying to ruin Middlesex’s day, but once Trego fell the wickets tumbled. Then Robson and Gubbins got to work in fine style.

Meanwhile I was making similarly light work of A Confederacy of Dunces; I shall write up that book in its capacity as cricket reading for King Cricket.

Postscript: my “review” was published on King Cricket on 13 March 2017 – click here.

If anything ever happens to King Cricket, I have scraped the piece to here.

Once that was done, I read the Economist and then, as it started to get a little colder, decided to bail out while I was still enjoying myself – after all, I’d be back tomorrow for some more and wanted to clear some work from home.

Tuesday

A couple of meetings first thing towards the Middlesex strategy, then a few minutes before lunch to watch the cricket. I joined Brian and Judy for the first time this season, hoping to witness the completion of a couple of tons and a double century stand between Robson and Gubbins, but Robson fell on 99 with the team score on 198. But Gubbins did go on to complete his maiden county championship ton.

Again some reviving coffee at lunchtime, while watching Andy Murray snatch victory from the jaws of defeat against Radek Stepanek in the first round of Roland Garros. Then I wandered over to the Upper Compton stand, in the hope of finding James Sharp of Googlies and Chinamen fame. So much for one man and a dog at county matches – there must have been a couple of hundred people up there. I asked a few people, who I recognised as Middlesex regulars, if they knew James, but they didn’t, so I e-mailed James with my location. But it transpires that James travels incognito, or at least without an e-mail device. He says he also looked out for me, but it wasn’t to be.

One of the more senior regulars up there suggested to me that Middlesex were batting so slowly that they might lose the match. I said I thought they were getting close to the position when only Middlesex could win, although the draw remained the most likely outcome.

Here’s the match scorecard, btw.

Then as 15:00 approached, I wandered back round towards the main gate, as I was expecting cousins Ted and Sue as guests. I ran into Steve Tasker along the way and we had a good chat. Then I saw Harry and Blossom Latchman, and spoke with them briefly, until I spotted Ted and Sue at the Grace Gate. The stewards did their wonderful bit of making guests feel like honoured visitors. I showed them around the lower pavilion and we watched the last few overs before tea from there.

Then I showed them the upper pavilion and Bowlers Bar, where we had a drink and watched for a while, until Ted casually mentioned that he’d like to see the museum. I thought we’d missed the closing time, but the stewards kindly let us follow the last tour in so Ted and Sue could at least see the Ashes. Then I showed them the real tennis court, which they enjoyed for a while, then round to the Presidents Box for the last few overs before stumps.

An early dinner at The Bridge House (home of the Canal Cafe Theatre) and then a walk back to their Paddington hotel, followed by a short hike back to the flat for me.

Splendid, it all was.

A Good Month For The Worms, 2 August, 4 August, 9 August, 24 August 2008

Lots of Worm activity (i.e. Janie’s “Wormleighton” family and friends) during August 2008 if my diary is to be believed, but no photographic evidence. For more detail on some of these activities, we might need to ransack the attic and retrieve Janie’s diaries.

Saturday 2 August – Phillie.

My diary also has “Anth” crossed out, so I think the original idea was for Anthea and Mitchell to visit when Phillie was with us, but I think they came the following week and Phillie alone stayed with us at the maisonette and had dinner. Tony was away on business if I recall correctly/

Monday 4 August – Middlesex v Somerset floodlit.

I took Paul (Belmonte) that evening and gave him the pavilion experience for some of the game and also I recall watching a fair bit from the Upper Edrich Stand. I think this was only the second floodlit game at Lord’s; at least only my second experience of it.  Here is a link to the scorecard.

Saturday 9 August – Anth

Not sure what we did but quite possibly Anthea and Mitchell came over for dinner. I think my diary would have more detail if it had been a bigger adventure than that.

Sunday 24 August – Worms

The Monday was a bank holiday of course. This will almost certainly be Hil and Chris; I think we might have all have gathered at their place in Bristol – i.e. including Phillie, Tony and Charlie. I think this was the year that Janie and I went down just for the day – a late lunch barbecue – then drove home. Quite a success I seem to recall.

Correction/update: It is clear from Janie’s diary that she and I stayed at the Hotel Du Vin in Bristol that time – possibly our first stay in that place.  We stayed in Berringer and at that time they parked us at the hotel. Still a success though, as described.

The Saga Of A Four Day Match, Including Several MTWD Lost Masterpieces, Middlesex v Somerset At Lord’s, 2 June 2007

Janie (Daisy) and I witnessed the very end of this match, by diverting to Lord’s after playing tennis at Boston Manor on the Saturday morning and watching the denouement in our tennis clobber from the Upper Edrich.

It was the first time that either of us had seen the conclusion of a first class match live.

Here is a link to the scorecard and Cricinfo resources for that match.

But there had been a saga to that match, not least the rather shameful first innings declaration by Justin Langer at 50/8 simply to deny Middlesex a bowling point. Such gaming of the points system is now prohibited.

I wanted to trawl back through the Middlesex Till We Die (MTWD) reports to read up on the incident, but, irritatingly, those reports were part of the “lost masterpieces” period – a few months for which Sportnetwork lost all archives. 

Even more irritatingly, when I dug out the draft submissions (I was editing MTWD back then) there was no submission for Day Two – the day of the debacle.

…but…

…the three submissions were from Auntie Janet (Day One), Pistol Pete (Day Three) and Derek “The Diamond Ruled OK” Britton (Day Four). Seeing those submissions brought back bittersweet memories.

In particular, seeing my correspondence with and the submission from Diamond. I am writing this in the summer of 2018, having learnt a few weeks ago that, tragically, Diamond died suddenly and totally unexpectedly over the winter. He was always good company at the matches and Middlesex events. I also very much enjoyed his writing, which was folksy, unpretentious and direct. His Day Four piece for this match is not his best piece, but still it is unquestionably in Diamond’s voice.

So shine on you crazy Diamond…

…with permission from Barmy Kev, who is now the curator of MTWD and therefore technically the custodian of the lost masterpieces (even though I am the only person still to have the copies)…

…here are all three of the reports in their originally submitted form – I have not tried to re-edit them:

Middlesex v Somerset at Lord’s 30 May to 2 June 2007

MTWD “Lost Masterpieces” Reports

Day One

Published as “Mad Dog of an Englishwoman Goes To Lord’s”

by Auntie Janet

Mad dog of an Englishwoman goes to Lord’s when it is raining

(What I did to pass the time when it rained)

I knew that the weather was going to be ‘dodgy’ today, but hey I needed a live cricket fix. Surely we’ll get some cricket.

My trusty alarm first meowed at 4.30am (an improvement on 2.30am) and I told her to go away. She then woke me at 6.50am. Heck she shouldn’t be hungry, what with all the tuna she ate at my friends (yes she does house calls also) yesterday. Still I needed to get up and prepare my food so I got up and fed them.

I made myself a strong cup of coffee and set about preparing my ‘picnic’. Bother the cats have smelt the tuna and are under my feet…….. I suppose I’d better give them some before they trip me up. According to Sky sports news the weather is decidedly dodgy, but I’m still going – after all it can’t be worse than watching the rain fall at the Oval.

As the weather has turned cold, I had to get winter woollies out of storage and my winter coat (no ‘reporter’s t-shirt today).

I left home at 8.35am and it was drizzling, however by the time I got to the 253 bus stop the sun was trying to come out and the drizzle was definitely lighter in Camden town. When I got off the 274 near Lord’s the pavements were dry, but it had started raining by the time I got to Lord’s.

I ensconced myself in the Middlesex room after buying a programme. I’ll go outside when play starts. Hooray it has stopped raining and the ground staff have started to remove the covers and the umpires are out (definitely a hopeful sign).

The wicket is almost central albeit slightly to the ‘Mound stand’ side.

Drat why did I buy those caramelised cashews? I can’t stop eating them (they are rather moreish) and I would like them to last longer than one day.

On flicking through the programme I notice that last time we played Somerset at Lord’s in the CC was 1998 and we won by 211 runs. But Langer was playing for us then, however I feel that this is a good omen.

Good news the hover cover has been removed but it sounds decidedly unhealthy. The umpires have decided play can begin at 11.45am. Ed Smith won the toss and decided to field. Chris Wright is playing instead of Vaas (I later found out that Vaas still does not feel well). Question: Where is Chad?

It is grey and murky overhead and cold. Ball should swing nicely in these conditions. Now where’s my camera Silvers is bowling. He sends down 3 deliveries, they ALL beat Trescothick’s bat ……………. And the light is offered and Trescothick takes it. Someone from the Mound stand yelled ‘chicken’, but then it did start raining again.

Wot no Hover?

The ground staff certainly took their time putting covers on. They used tarpaulins and not the hover. I later found out that the hover had engine failure and had to be repaired. An early lunch was called. Trouble is that with no play my thoughts turned to food. I rooted in my bag and ate the bagel filled with mushroom salad and tuna/mayo. An experiment I found that I liked so I’ll be making this ‘mixture’ again. I then ate two chocolates. Mmm I’d better eat some salad and an apple. I found that I’d packed some cherry cakes (courtesy Sharon Bakery) and ate one of these before the apple making the apple taste extremely sour.

Very pretty we now have flashing lights on the scoreboard depicting rain.

Drat I thought I’d nearly finished the Telegraph Sudoku but have gone wrong. I’ll have to rub it out and start again (I do it in pencil). I did do the Sudoku at second attempt and started the ‘tough’ one inside the telegraph. I have brought my knitting but have wasted a lot of time doing the Sudoku.

It is brightening up but still raining and the umpires do come out from time to time. 3.15 pm and there is activity in the middle – the ground staff are brushing the water off the covers. I’ve wasted enough time on Sudoku, time to get the knitting out. At least with my hands occupied I can’t eat.

At 3.30pm I got a text from a friend in Hampshire saying it had stopped raining there, so would clear later at Lord’s. At 3.40pm an early tea is taken. It is still drizzling but getting brighter all the time, in fact it’s the brightest it’s been.

4.05pm and the umpires plus David Nash are out, and it looks like it has stopped raining and the covers are coming off.

There are now blue skies above and as there are damp patches play scheduled to start at 5.30pm.

As the Somerset players come back from the nets, Trescothick is limping quite badly, and Trego is mimicking him.

Now one or two wickets tonight would be nice! Silvers finished his first over and Trescothick finally managed to get bat to ball! Richo bowled from the Nursery end. In Silvers second over, on his 3rd lbw appeal he got one. Edwards for 0 (9/1). The ball was seaming and moving all over the place. Silvers was fielding near me during Richo’s over and he said to get one of the two at the crease would be nice. I said get Cameron White as well and he said that White would get himself out.

In Silvers next over he clean bowled Langer for 0 (9/2). Murtagh is now bowling from Nursery end and in his second over bowls Trescothick (19/3).

Gosh what a good start. Pitch obviously been ‘juiced up’ by the use of tarpaulins and not the hover.

Chris Wright now bowling from the pavilion end and with his 3rd ball gets White caught behind (24/4), and he almost got Blackie with his 5th. All our boys definitely thought Blackie had nicked one also but the umpire did not give it. They closed on 36/4 so a satisfying hour for our boys.

Silvers was right about White as he probably though he could slog Wright all over the ground.

I then went to get some autographs, the high point being that someone my friends call ‘neckbrace’ (as he used to wear one, and I don’t know the guys name) actually asked Justin Langer who was he.

Day Two

…went unreported…

…which is a shame, as this was the infamous day that Justin Langer declared at 50/8 to deny Middlesex a bowling point…

e-mail from Ged to Barmy Kev the next day:

“We ended up with no-one yesterday, which is a shame. We have Pistol Pete lined up for today and potentially Saturday if needed. Ged Ladd himself might do Saturday if there is enough left in the game overnight (even Daisy has shown interest in seeing some 4 day cricket!).”

Day Three

Published As “Middlesex Home In On The Win”

by Pistol Pete

MATCH: Somerset home day 3

DATE: 1/6/07

VENUE: Lord’s

The weather forecast was ‘heavy showers’ but at the start of the day there was no sign of rain, and the pitch had a green tinge which indicated that there would still be some help for the quick bowlers. This proved to be the case as Kieswetter played a loose drive at the second ball of the day from Chris Silverwood and was comfortably taken at 3rd slip by Ed Joyce. Shortly afterwards Peter Trego got a fine edge from Silvers to a ball that moved away and was caught behind, and when Langer was lbw to Tim Murtagh to make the score 60-5, the view in the Warner stand was that it would be all over by lunch…

White and Hilditch were still being troubled by the moving ball, Hilditch playing one cover drive that went in the direction of backward square leg, but with the sun out, the pitch was easing and the ball was getting older, and batting gradually became easier. At 12.30 we were -3 on the over rate, so Jamie D came on, which improved the over rate but there was nothing in the pitch for him and lunch was taken at 148-5, still 50-odd behind.

For those of you interested in culinary matters, your correspondent’s lunch (or perhaps luncheon, since we are at Lord’s) was cheese and onion sandwiches and a couple of pints of Adnams in the Windsor Castle.

White and Hilditch continued at a run a minute after lunch (hopefully satisfying the pitch inspectors if not the Middlesex supporters) and Somerset were approaching the Middlesex score when Silvers produced a beauty which White edged and was splendidly caught by David Nash diving to his right. When Blackwell edged Silvers’ next delivery into the safe (as I thought then) hands of Ed Joyce, the score was 189-7, Somerset were still behind and the view in the Mound stand was that it would be all over by tea…

However Hilditch was still batting well and found an unlikely partner in Steffan Jones. We had lost Alan Richardson; he seemed to fall while delivering the ball and couldn’t finish the over. I don’t think he was limping as he went off but don’t know what the problem was. Also by this time Silvers and Tim were knackered and what energy they had left had to be saved for the new ball. So Hilditch and Jones put on 50 in even time, another 50 in 25 minutes and we were beginning to look a bit threadbare. The new ball was taken 2 overs before tea, and Hilditch was dropped by Ed Joyce off Tim. As gully catches go, it was pretty simple (sorry Ed) Tea was taken at 323-7 (Hilditch 125, Jones 56, 121 ahead)

It was darker after tea and the umpires spoke a couple of times but play continued. I thought that we really needed to finish them off quickly with the new ball before Silvers and Tim were completely exhausted, as Richo was still off and Chris Wright and Jamie D hadn’t looked threatening. And thankfully that’s what happened. Silvers bowled Hilditch, Ed J dropped Jones, and Murtagh had Caddick lbw, then bowled Willoughby as he attempted to heave the ball over the Mound stand. Phew.

So we need 138. Nick and Billy were obviously not interested in trying to finish today (there would have been 32 overs if we had taken the extra half-hour), and they didn’t have a great deal of trouble. There was one appeal for caught behind off Nick, then Trego got Billy lbw for 31 with a swinging yorker. Ace and Nick saw us to the close at 72-1, more than half way there. The view in the Edrich stand was that it would be all over by lunch tomorrow, and if the weather holds, I think they may be right.

Summary: A really engrossing day’s play. A heroic effort from Silvers, who must have the player of the month award for June sown up already. We lost our way a bit in the afternoon, but you can’t really expect to win every session, especially without Chaminder and Murali, and it looks like we are going to beat a pretty decent team, and with 11 England qualified players in our side.

Day Four

Submitted as “The whipping of the Wyverns”

Published as “Tears In My Cider”

by the late, lamented Derek Britton, aka The Diamond Ruled OK

Journey story .

No real tale to tell here today except for a successful trip up to Lord’s with no delays. Those services that had delays, closures or cancellations on them were being well announced on both stations and trains. It would seem that the London Underground PR department have learnt a thing or two in recent times, like if you are going to inconvenience your customers at least let them know what’s happening. The skies that had been clear and cloudless since dawn in West London were the same when I emerged from St John’s Wood tube at about 10.30am. Dry overnight and a virtually windless day it was going to be hard work for our visitors from the West to get anything out of this game bar the early train out of Paddington. Stopping us scoring 66 off the available overs with 9 wickets in hand would also cause them problems.

The play.

I picked up a scorecard and on turning it over was amazed to find a runs per over section to cover the 50 over games. This is something we have lacked for years and well done to whoever has decided to innovate this.

Ace and Compo resumed the innings with Somerset -1 on the over rate. Any ideas of this pair seeing us through to the win were terminated by Trego’s second ball which Compo fenced to Trescothick in the slips, gone for his overnight score of 21. The first ball Joyce received was well wide and acknowledged as such by the umpire, this was greeted with cheering and applause by the sparse crowd. The target is soon below 50 with some good shots being played by both batsmen who were getting 4’s to all parts off both Trego and Caddick There was a point were I felt certain that Ed was under orders from Woody to get the game over with so he could get to Epsom to watch the Derby this afternoon! The 100 came up really quickly and Langer had the ball looked at by the umpires, it was not changed, stop bowling dross that hits the fence and it won’t go out of shape will it !!

The target ever closer and the over rate still behind Langer took off Trego and Caddick and replaced them with White and Mackay (sorry, Jones).This got the over rate back to par but the steady flow of singles and a very well taken two by Ace to some sloppy fielding saw us to within 22 of the win. The 50 partnership came up in 42 minutes.

Time for a pint me thinks. In the time it took me to fight my way through the hordes at the bar, I mean walk up to it and have the young lady pull me a Marstons Ed had knocked of 5 more of the total required. Give us a chance to get my pint Ed let alone drink it won’t you!! The end of the 36th over of the innings saw us 2 runs from the win and Ace heading back to the pavilion early having played Jones straight into the hands of Trego while going for the winning boundary (136-3). Enter Skipper, EJ gets a single to tie the game and ES hits one off his second ball to gain us 18 lovely points.

Smith: not out 1, Joyce: not out 45. Well played lads now take the rest of the day off.

Ed Joyce was the star of the day with his 45 not out (to go with his 42 from the first innings) but the guy who won us the match has to be Woody, enjoy your racing this afternoon sir. 9-62 in the match (should have been 10 but there we go). The figures that really matter are those 18 secured in the points column.