And so the survivors from a windy weekend in Fleckney arrived back at the familiar surroundings of Kibworth for this annual tussle against Makers Edge Taveners.
Although the atmosphere was cooler than at a Polar Bear’s divorce hearing the wicket was firmer than Miss World and just as good to play on… I would imagine. Runs would be plentiful and wickets hard to come by.
Kibworth batted first. Sam Pole’s luck appeared to be changing when an early outside edge flew between keeper and first slip but he then fell to just about the only delivery than did anything off the pitch all afternoon and his bails flew higher than his early season average.
One man’s misfortune though is another’s opportunity. Dave Greenhalgh was enjoying himself hugely at the other end by putting bat to bad ball in pretty robust fashion. This was to continue as Sam was replaced by the ever popular Ginger teletubby, Mick Wilkins. Mick sported a green helmet with violently orange cheek pieces that made it look like he had radioactive sideburns but despite this was soon in on the fun compiling an entertaining 80 odd with only the five dropped chances to show on the debit side. In truth it was to be this partnership that defined the afternoon as Kibworth finished on a more than competitive 227 after 40 overs.
In reply the visitors batted very cautiously until drinks, reaching the half way mark with only 50 on the board, the pick of the bowlers probably Badri who gave precious little away in a tight eight over spell. After drinks, and with defeat now unlikely, the bat was swung with more intent and various bowlers copped some bad treatment. 4 wickets fell by the close as the Taveners managed to push their own score just past the 200 mark but without ever really threatening to overhaul the home score. Dave Greenhalgh ensured safety with a two wicket burst that enabled Kean to maintain his mid wicket vigil rather than reach for the bowling boots.
For the second weekend though real life comedy more than matched anything this particular author could muster. Back in the warmth of the pavilion after the match it was noted that Abbo was wearing a new fleece, advertising the wares of one particular brewer. On the back of this new fashion piece Abbo sported just two word “Brains – Beer”. The best lines sometimes just write themselves….