The sweet taste of victory. Not quite a 5 star Egon Ronay premier restaurant taste, more a nice hostelry and good wine sort of occasion as the Sunday XI over powered Newbold Verdon.

A strong looking top three promised much, perhaps too much, so the Mighty Boosh did the decent thing and only notched up 18 before departing the scene. That left the field clear for Ram Ghuman (101*) and Rickesh Patel (48) to run the opposition ragged, scoring at a run a ball. Unfortunately the rest of the line up didn't deliver. Badri was run out for his inaugural Kibworth duck, Siraj and Lee Butler holed out whilst attempting to go big and then the skipper (whilst admittedly playing a poor shot) had his flabber well and truly gasted to fall to a one handed catch at Mid Off with his score on 8. Such things are surely illegal on a Sunday.

However the real battle in the home line up came with numbers 9, 10 and 11 all vying for the Watership Down sponsored Stuck in the Headlights award. Pete Moran played some authentic looking defensive shots, nicking a couple of an outside edge before departing. James' Tommy' Cooper even hit a four before being castled and Jamie Thompson managed 7 not out with a legside boundary and a nice drive down the ground. Kibworth had finished on 201 all out.

Sunday, as previously noted, is where sometimes ordinary cricketers do extraordinary things, or at least injure themselves in the attempt. For the second week running the skipper emerged from the pavilion wearing pads and gloves despite not being able to walk for three days from his previous attempt. The initial signs were not good as he failed to pick up a full bunger from Jamie Thompson which flew past him for four byes but the rest of the display, perhaps, reached the murky levels of mediocre.

It soon became apparent that a rare victory was on the cards as wickets fell at regular intervals. Most bowlers looking dangerous on a wicket which was perhaps a little slow but still a good one to bat on.

The Newbold number 11 was of the Junior variety. He had bowled well and now it was time for him to have a bat. Boosh on the other hand had been given the nod from the skipper for some of his medium pace tripe and the fact the opponent was more Tweenies than Test match didn't deter the newly crowned Fourth Team supremo. One delivery was all it took, back of a length, top edge and pouched by the Skipper. Candyfloss well and truly blown in the face and no remorse shown. Anyone seen the Welfare Officer?

So a win by 80 runs it was. The batting borrowed from a higher level built up enough runs to allow the more seasoned players a chance to shine. Or, in the case of one player who shall not been name, the chance to break wind copiously for over two hours in the slips.

Yours, with gas mask attached,

The Bard