Preston Park - It's all good.
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Brighton Beamers continued their unbeaten 2007 season with resounding victory over the Preston Park Massive(s). Skipper Rob Siddens marshalled a random troupe of chatty nincompoops around the park with the languid authority of a man at ease with power and responsibility.
A good start was built on by Smithy (46) and Riches (17) after Maff (pictured left) hit across the straight one. Then a Calypso Collapso the like of which hasn't been seen in a long time - well a couple of months - took the Beamers from 117 - 3 to 119-8 in a matter of 2 overs. It was a sorry procession. The 'Manx Cat' of a tail wagged and wagged and then wagged some more with the last two wickets putting on over 50. Thanks goodness, Beamers 170 all out.
The Old skool opened up the attack, Musset and Renshaw, like a pair of old marine diesels were coaxed into life, and then replaced with Nicholls and Young who both succeeded in claiming a scalp, Gordy claimed the only Preston park batter who looked any good. This was the first time since 1889 that these four had bowled together. It was like watching the Battle of Britain flight, noisy, belching evil fumes, and reminiscent of a time 'when once we were warriors'. Now it's more of a nostalgic enthusiast club run by old men, with reddening noses, who will shortly be wearing tatty blazers. Nevertheless age and wisdom was enough to scupper the Preston Parkers, wickets fell with regularity and runs came slowly.
Brighton Beamers continued their unbeaten 2007 season with resounding victory over the Preston Park Massive(s). Skipper Rob Siddens marshalled a random troupe of chatty nincompoops around the park with the languid authority of a man at ease with power and responsibility.A good start was built on by Smithy (46) and Riches (17) after Maff (pictured left) hit across the straight one. Then a Calypso Collapso the like of which hasn't been seen in a long time - well a couple of months - took the Beamers from 117 - 3 to 119-8 in a matter of 2 overs. It was a sorry procession. The 'Manx Cat' of a tail wagged and wagged and then wagged some more with the last two wickets putting on over 50. Thanks goodness, Beamers 170 all out.
The Old skool opened up the attack, Musset and Renshaw, like a pair of old marine diesels were coaxed into life, and then replaced with Nicholls and Young who both succeeded in claiming a scalp, Gordy claimed the only Preston park batter who looked any good. This was the first time since 1889 that these four had bowled together. It was like watching the Battle of Britain flight, noisy, belching evil fumes, and reminiscent of a time 'when once we were warriors'. Now it's more of a nostalgic enthusiast club run by old men, with reddening noses, who will shortly be wearing tatty blazers. Nevertheless age and wisdom was enough to scupper the Preston Parkers, wickets fell with regularity and runs came slowly.'Yoof squad' Smithy was brought on late to mop up the tail with some fizzing daisy cutters and 
The Vicar of Dobley (left) himself wrapped up the innings by laying his hands deftly around a neat C&B.
It's all good.
The Vicar of Dobley (left) himself wrapped up the innings by laying his hands deftly around a neat C&B.It's all good.
posted by Nicola Barber @ 4:43 PM
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The only similarity between Mr Smiths slanderous interpretation of the days events and the email i sent (see below) are the vague nautical/meterological references;
Me and Renshaw opening with a combination of nagging seamers and banana-like away swing...then just when the batsmen have either been dismissed or got our measure .......Nichols and Young with a sublime change of pace, flight, bounce and movement.
I felt ( a bit ) sorry for the trembling Preston Park batsmen who had weathered the early storm and perhaps thought they could see the sun peeping through the clouds.
How the Samoan batsmans eyes lit up when Mr G floated a seemingly innocuous delivery down, much easier to hit, surely, than the decent length delivery from myself he had earlier pulled away for four...........out.
A slight shake of the head on the long walk back to the crowded hutch.
Nice photo G, pity old Phil Coventry wasn't there to bowl a couple of underarm deliveries.
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