Sorry Mrs. Staveley, Haldane, Dunfield, Patel, Partridge, Mullins, Edworthy, Bewers, Burke, your sons, boyfriends and husbands won't be coming home tonight, they're locked in the changing rooms, getting the Alex Ferguson Hairdryer treatment until the enormity of what they've just done finally sinks into them! Carless and Atherton-Ham are excused.
In one fell swoop I think they've probably just condemned The Gurs to relegation. In the last two seasons in my league the fourth place team has needed an 8/6 split, for which, on paper at least, I should have been on course - Although I hadn't reckoned on that shower of sh*t performance. I now need to do a number on one of the sides who I believe are better than me - Well on the strength of today, at least there's seven for me to pick from! But realistically it's looking like the playoffs for me. I shouldn't go down automatically as there are two seriously toilet sides in the league, but that's cold comfort as I'm almost certainly doomed if I come up against a Div V runaway winner, with sky high morale, and even higher fitness after TIEing against bots all season.
For what it's worth, I had a late team change, when I realised, just in the nick of time, that Urwenda had switched to a Green pitch from Dusty, necessitating a recall for seamer, Burke, and some more tray-carrying practice for spinner and club-captain Byron. Having lost the toss, James - Premature Ejaculation - Haldane (So called because 30 seconds in the crease and that's his lot!), dicked around for 2, before Dunfield and Patel went on Kamikaze missions, with short and sweet flails of 19 and 10 respectively. Staveley looked solid, and Carless looked shakier than Sadam's defence, so in true Battrick style, Staveley got himself run out one short of his half century, and left Carless to anchor the innings. Carless reckoned on attack being the best form of defence, probably sensibly given the crock at the other end. He blasted his way to 66 (70), as Partridge wallowed in the longest pair since my gran's t*ts, and Mullins Struck a promising but fruitless 16. Eventually Carless was 7th out with about 180 on the board. The tail did wag a bit, albeit slightly pitifully, in the manner of a dog who realises it was actually its beloved owner who just ran him over! Atherton-ham struck a sweet cover-drive in his 6, Edworthy bludgeoned three combative boundaries in his 12 (9), and Bewers and Burke did a half tidy job of hanging around, begging scraps like a tramp out the back of McDonalds, as they eked out 13 more precious runs for the last wicket, to leave us a rather pathetic 213 A/O in 46.1.
Given the platform they inherited, I can't really blame the bowlers, but having said that, I'm going to! The bowling was tidy enough, and for most of the innings their RR was under 4.00, but it had about as much teeth as under-fire Wales Fullback, Gareth Thomas. Both Bewers, newly Prof, and Edworthy, V. High Resp with wages over £1k, went wicketless in their opening spells, leaving it to spinner Atherton-ham, bowling first change, to open the Gurs' account with two in his first four overs. Burke, who in recent weeks has sprayed it around more than a kid with a speech impediment on a trip to North Wales, finally managed to point his guide-dog at the stumps and turned in a very neat, but again flaccid performance of 10/0/32/0. Mullins was good, but not as good as normal, and had a weak last four overs to finish with 10/1/39/0, Atherton-Ham came back to claim the bowling Daddy prize with another wicket to take him to 10/0/35/3 - But then my supposedly premier pace attack came back on, and f**ked up all the good work. Edworthy did at least bag a wicket to make it into the top ten bowlers in my league, but was distinctly ordinary for his 9/0/50/1 - And if at all possible, Bewers was even more insipid, as he yielded the winning runs with the last delivery of his 8.5/0/38/0.
And as if the actual match wasn't sickening enough, I then find out that I lost to the following ratings:
Urwendor
Cymru Gurgitaters
Top Order:
mediocre
competent
Middle Order:
feeble
competent
Lower Order:
woeful
abysmal
Seam Bowling:
competent
competent
Spin Bowling:
proficient
mediocre
Fielding:
feeble
Feeble
I don't mean to whinge like a kid who needs his a*se smacking, but surely that's not right? You could argue that their superior spin counteracts my batting advantage, but overall I'd say I had more bases covered?
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So that's pretty much that, down to fifth, two points off fourth, and level with Urwenda in sixth, but with a massively superior RR - not that RR is much use unless I can get some points on the board. Lancashire CCC, next week's opponents, had ratings today of Strong/Resp/Abs - Prof/Resp/Med, so another pummelling in store for me there, unless Battrick has got any more ridiculous ratings upsets on the cards!
Worked out, that on current market values, I could get around £1.5/£1.6m for my entire starting CI. Thinking of transfer listing the lot of them, spending around £200k on 10 or twelve older Comp journeymen, and sinking the rest into four sh*t-hot 17yo trainees. But I'll wait and see if I calm down any first before doing that.
Have a good weekend, I'm off to find a length of rope and a banister,
Later, Trev!