Mixed day in the field, while this season continues to go well for the side, my own form has been pretty much trash, another poor display with a cheap dismissal and some wayward bowling has me wondering what i can do. I've tried many things, the drugs don't work, tried Cigarrette's and Alcohol, no joy. It's not dark yet, but its gettin there. Wouldn't it be nice if i could just get a 5fer or a 50. Anyway, enough down talk, sometimes you've just got to carry that weight.
I've heard it through the grapevine that Gangs is suspicious someone is pokin his wife, said if he finds out who it is he's gonna get his machete out and whoop some ass. Ian said he doesn't care and he's made of stone but he's realy s***tin it and he's told her its over. Not sure i blame him though, she may be a pretty woman but seeing the fire in Gangs eyes was scary.
In the match we sort of cruised it really, our top order knocked up a big score, Ian was in top form, poetry in motion. We had a bit of a calypso collapso but the total we got was pretty tough. They never looked like getting it, despite some accomodating bowling with yours truly the main offender, if fact they didnt really look like they wanted to win it. Think some of their players are just here for lining their pockets, not a thought for the common people in the stands.
Another step on the long and winding road to the title completed, and with the constant shenanigans going on you couldn't ask for a life less ordinary. In the short time we've been here we've had affairs, dubious substances, policemen and pirates and i'm sure there's much more to come before we're out of time. Anyway, its back to the bar, its nearly closing time.
) We tried our best to give them a chance but they never really came close, we even gave Mohammed and Bennett some confidence by gifting them some wickets, I even slowed our run rate down deliberately in order to help them out. I bowled several deliberate long hops and so did Ian, all to no avail, San Fernando just weren't good enough to challenge us.
