Battle
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The loyal
warriors met for the last match in this epic season
- He is the master of plaster and the brains on drains.
There was an outside chance we might win and thus secure an UNDEFEATED
season for the first time in our 8-year history. Could it be possible
that standing on the threshold of greatness we would fall into the abyss
of adequacy? Surely the cricket gods would not allow this to farce to
be fulfilled?
We began our 35 over match in true Tuareg fashion and were 58-6 after
25 overs! We only had 10 overs left to try and score a respectable total.
We were yet again in the familiar position of trying to avoid humiliation
and the recurring embarrassment of not being asked to play the following
year.
However if anything has typified the Tuaregs this season it has been our
resilience and backbone. From nowhere the tail produced 80 odd runs finishing
on 139. Excellent batting from Tom Cape, Brinty and Aiden Cooney (26 off
15 balls) avoided our classic chums, failure and deficiency.
The oppo. left the field looking rather crest fallen, our chance had come!
At 56-1 after ten overs the Tuaregs were a little quieter. Our measly
total looked more and more paltry as runs oozed from the Godfrey batsmen.
But then a breakthrough. Thom Ruane bowling his imitation of off spin
suddenly took two wickets and we were amongst them.
What followed was a fight back that our noble namesakes would have been
proud. A brilliant run-out, some great catches and ever-present banter
ground them down until at 6.16 bowled out for 103 the curtain came down
on the finest moment in the history of the Tuaregs.
Undefeated over one year the Tauregs marched triumphantly from the field.
A truly magnificent effort and one that should have any new sponsors grappling
to get a slice of our glorious brilliance.
Well done to all for the great effort. Thom Ruane 4-17 off 8 overs and
Lord Whites top score (for both teams) of 28 were undoubted match winners.
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Mong-Moment: |
Rob White,
despite his dazzling innings, managed to run two people out with his rather
podgy and lardy running between the wickets.
One of his victims was a very unamused chief who had only managed 1 off
2 balls. Rob merly hunched his considerable shoulders and returned to
the crease, no doubt thinking of the pies that awaited him at tea.
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