Date: Sun 25th Jul 2010 @ 2:00

Ground: Blackwood

Type:  Cup : Everards Leicestershire Challenge Cup (Semi Final)

1st XI

			R	B	4s	6s
Matt Craven	Not Out		121	118	10	4
Tom Burton	LBW	b Jamie Hart	6	24	0	0
Andrew Smith *	st J Sharpe	b Warren Birchall	47	70	3	0
Darren Shaw	Not Out		46	35	6	0
steve matthew +	Did Not Bat
Fabian Taylor	Did Not Bat
Ross Clarke	Did Not Bat
Russell Spiers	Did Not Bat
Daniel Broughton	Did Not Bat
Matthew Holyland	Did Not Bat
Joe Cuthbert	Did Not Bat
Extras	( 5b  3lb  12w  1nb  )		21
Total	(2 wickets, 40 overs)		241

 

Fall Of Wickets

16-1 Tom Burton (Matt Craven*); 136-2 Andrew Smith (Matt Craven*);
-3 ; -4 ;
-5 ; -6 ;
-7 ; -8 ;
-9 ; -10 ;

Bowling

	O	M	R	W	Nb	Wd
F Shakaut	8	2	52	0	0	1
Jamie Hart	8	1	22	1	0	3
A Smith	7	0	42	0	0	5
J Hayes	6	0	41	0	1	1
Warren Birchall	8	0	51	1	0	0
P Nash	3	0	25	0	0	2

 

Broomleys CC - 1st XI

			R	B	4s	6s
Scott Moore	LBW	b Tom Burton	0	4	0	0
F Shakaut	ct Fabian Taylor	b Tom Burton	12	20	2	0
J Sharpe +	ct Andrew Smith	b Tom Burton	2	6	0	0
David Bates	ro Andrew Smith		13	33	2	0
P Nash	ct Fabian Taylor	b Tom Burton	1	11	0	0
g coller *	LBW	b Joe Cuthbert	9	42	0	0
Jamie Hart	ct Tom Burton	b Russell Spiers	0	2	0	0
A Smith	ct Fabian Taylor	b Matthew Holyland	8	12	2	0
J Hayes	ro Tom Burton		0	0	0	0
Warren Birchall		b Joe Cuthbert	19	23	4	0
S Chambers	Not Out		8	11	2	0
Extras	( 4b  3lb  5w  1nb  )		13
Total	( all out , 27.1 overs)		85

 

Fall Of Wickets

0-1 Scott Moore; 7-2 J Sharpe; 26-3 F Shakaut; 32-4 P Nash;
44-5 David Bates; 44-6 Jamie Hart; 53-7 A Smith; 55-8 J Hayes;
64-9 g coller; 85-10 Warren Birchall;

Bowling

	O	M	R	W	Nb	Wd
Tom Burton	6	1	19	4	0	2
Daniel Broughton	6	1	17	0	1	2
Russell Spiers	4	3	4	1	0	0
Matthew Holyland	4	1	9	1	0	0
Joe Cuthbert	3.1	1	10	2	0	0
Ross Clarke	3	0	19	0	0	1

Match report

So after a return to winning ways on Saturday, the league cup semi final would mean a trip to the cemetery, or Broomleys as its otherwise known. Beautiful picturesque views of flowers and gravestones in the riveria of north Leicestershire.

Team news would see Mr Kibworth Greg Smith excluded from the team, not sure if that’s for regulatory reasons or he couldn’t face playing 2 games for Kibworth in a weekend. Matt (TFC) Holyland was unchanged, Jacko the fielding Genuis was fortunately doing a car boot sale. For a man who looks like he dresses daily from the leftovers of a car boot sale, this must have been like the London Fashion show for the upholder of Leicestershire law and order. Aamir would be rested from scoring duties as he would be serving community service, weeding Dean Johnson’s garden and would be replaced by Laura “ten Pens” Thompson.

Broomley’s changing rooms are tighter than simmos shorts, so having 2 enormous craniums packed into it would only make it worse. Craven would be joined by the king of the gargantuan hees, Joey Cuthbert. Not only did we have 2 basket ball heads, but also 2 of the worst examples of bleached hair seen since the mid 80’s. Rumours that Burty and Cuth chew each others hair rather than have it cut professionally are yet to be confirmed but would seem likely.

FK or PH (Pot Hunter) made his seasonal debut on a Sunday. Fido would avoid dismantling the national grid and bringing the might of Microsoft to it’s knees by playing for the under 15’s Final at fleckney road, so FK could watch an hour of the game with selector, Burty and broughts before heading off without the stresses of an unruly stroppy teenager. The game meant we would be deprived of the services of the fruit powered run machine Aadil. The teenage run harvester would be skippering the boys to a magnificent victory on home soil, but would make the journey to Broomleys later on to support his teammates. Greg had pestered Aadil all morning to get a lift so he could come over, but unfortunently Aadil had no room in the car and Greg had tried for hours to get a taxi to the game, so had to resort to contstant calls to the lads to keep him in the loop. With Aadil double booked, Rosco would return to cup action. Fueled by a pack lunch box that was as big as craven’s lunchbox, the allrounder completed the semi final team, looking to book their place in the August 15th Showdown at Harboroughs Fairfield road ground against other semi finallists lutterworth.

The journey to Broomleys was reasonably tame, FK, Matty and ten pens would take the following selector and broughts on an intricately weaved route through the wilderness towards the M1 and when reaching the outskirts of bardon, picked up the trail of the ledge in the darkened windowed spiro carrier. With ledge and pedro having missed the last 8 years of trips to broomleys due to their 1st division status, knowledge of the grounds location was pretty rusty. As we trundled along the lanes like visiting kerbcrawlers looking for the turning, the selector spied a hot pant cladded blonde teetering in high heels walking along the pavement on our side of the road. Having recently returned from the Football ads cricket tour, selector still possessed an element of white van man (sorry Wilko I don’t mean you!!) and took the opportunity to peep his horn at the young broomleys talent ahead. A bit like sticking your fingers up at a carload of skinheads only to be stopped by a red traffic light 100 yards down the road, the selector didn’t bank on a directional error by ledge at the front of the convoy. So as we pulled in and discussed the best route and slowly started the u-turn. This co-incided by the blonde walking past the selectors car and a red faced driver trying not to make eye contact. Its probably a good job he didn’t make eye contact as the hot pants could barely contain what turned out to be a sizeable rear and the legs had more orange peel than the half time left overs at a football match. Not exactly daisy duke, but hey its north Leicester!!!

Anyway, we found the turn off and started the preparations. A game of old uns vs young un’s at football is becoming increasingly difficult to select. Clearly FK and and ledge are on the same team and now on the wrong side of 30, selector is a sure inclusion. Broughts at the tender age of 26 (I think) joins the veterans and then the earl/mid 20’s crew contains Badger and POTS and Fabes. After that it’s the bumfluffers who are all barely potty trained.

Experience as always is hard to beat and so we beat them. Pace and fitness are nothing compared to class and vision and a cultured left foot. Well so the ledge said so it must be true.

Changing room news would see the swede forget his trousers and so broughts would come to his rescue with his spare pair. Those eagled eye’d among you would probably say that the 2 players differ physically. 1 is lean wiry, hairy and gangly and the other one is Cuth.

So Joey would field later in the day in his new white leggings.

The selector lost the toss and would have batted and they asked us to bat anyway, so all good. KCC’s own Bow and Luke Duke opened the batting agin (yes Burty you get to open the bowling and batting again, we will just field and pay our match fees!)

The second largest head in the team was again well into the 5th over before he troubled ten pens. Laura luckily had a spare pen following blunting the dot/no score pen in the craven column. Thankfully she wasn’t at Sileby as an urgent order from staples would have had to be placed for the dot gathering opener.

A decent opening spell kept the runs down, burty looked the more composed of the 2, before being sawn off LBW while well down the track. When I say down the track, think how far down selector is before he normally gets stumped. Another shocker to add to the list so far. This meant selector would hopefully carry his good Saturday form into cup action, which he duly did. Badger cut, carved, sliced, slammed and hacked his way to 50, seeing off the openers. Selector nudged and nurdled, poked and prodded, dabbed and dibbled and we were looking very comfortable.

Tucked and well hidden beneath the selectors shirt was his cape and so far it hadn’t come out, until we were well past 150. Unseen by the spectators, he unravelled his flowing cape and he would once again assume his alter ego “captain charge down the track and give yet another keeper an easy stumping so that FK has to work even harder to keep pace at the top of the wickets by a keeper table” He did it in true style and as he spun round, managed to incorporate his job back to the pavilion. POTS would have his pads on and in the past few weeks has found league runs harder than cup runs, so we needed a back to best POTS, which is exactly what we got. The badger looked a like one of those kids you see lost in a supermarket, with the tannoy announcing a small boy has lost his mummy and could the mother make their way to customer service, and then is re-united with his mummy and a huge smile of joy and happiness overwhelms them. Yes the badger would bat with his life partner POTS. So far Burty has refused badger requests to bat with a POTS mask, to make him feel at ease.

The pair batted superbly and the overs counted down as the runs mounted up. Selector was becoming increasingly agitated as the oppo scorer was miles behind ten pens and at the end of each over he was always on the wrong over, had more wickets than had gone down or the score was completely different. Selector already has OCD and this only assisted in making him worse. Rather than take it out as captain on the offending scorer, he decided to grumble each over at poor broughts and make him take it up with their scorer, despite the fact broughts was already doing it.

FK was dispatched to put on his pads as with 10 overs to go, a fat bloke might be needed to swing from his bottom. Fabes due in next is stylish but slower than an asthmatic ant carrying some heavy shopping. In the end neither techniques were needed as The badger reached his century with a flat batted six, which landed 250 yards away from where he was aiming it. Pots played superbly and at close both were unbreaten, with POTS 3 away from a fine half century and 246 on the board at an impressive 6.1 per over.

Because it’s his bat and ball, Burty got to open the bowling again!, with broughts running up cemetery slope. Both bowled very well, with burty swinging them away from the bat. Burty would eventually get 4 wickets with some really good length swing bowling, with a couple of LBW’s and some catches. The KCC were superb in the field and all round there were no errors (mainly because jacko wasn’t playing) FK stood up to matty and Burty and we squeezed big pressure. The one person who found the pressure too much to cope with, was the opposition skipper. In the early part of our innings he was complaining bitterly about the scoring rate. At 40 odd for 3, he decided the best way to improve his teams chances would be to take some quick singles. The 3 quick singles he took were fine for him, but not for his 3 batting partners who he managed to run out by miles, muttering “there was 1 there” after each dismissal. To put it into context even Rikesh wouldn’t have been in the picture on a slow motion replay. So it was 50 odd 6 and with ledge tieing them down at one end, Matty bowling good areas at the other, the game had only one outcome and it was a question of when we could get them out. POTS bowled well and at the end of the innings it would be Joey and Burty who would conclude proceedings. Good return to the 1st team for Joey, who bowled very well for a man displaying a camel toe in his spray on trousers.

A solid win with Broomleys all out for 90 odd. Messages of congratulations and an offer to buy the team a jug from Greg littered our phones. Peeley sold 6 copies of the Big issue to passers by.

A splendid weekend and one which will hopefully boost the confidence going into the Loughborough game.

The table now looks like this:

HArbo 225
Keg 223
Syst 207
Lboro 205
Kcc & Barrow 204
Lutt 200
Sileby 191