Absolute horror show.
We were 100/1 from 19, and somehow limped to only 212 all out. My contribution was a second successive first baller - this time somehow managing to divert a wide half volley onto leg stump.
I then opened the bowling and bowled 4 overs for a thoroughly dispiriting 27 - with 3 shit balls dispatched, and 3 good ones all edged away to the boundary.
We stayed just about in the game though, and when I came back on at the death, they needed 45 from the last 9, but only three wickets down.
I dismissed both the set batsman for just a couple, and suddenly it felt like game on. 30 needed from 6, with 5 wickets in hand. The first ball of my next over, saw one of my team-mates shell an absolute shocker, that ought to have seen my figures recover to 3/30 and the opposition properly wobbling.
Instead, and utterly inevitably, the reprieved bat proceeded to flay me everywhere, and they got home with 9 balls to spare.
So a golden duck, 8/0/55/2 and a massive flare up of my bastard achilles. Go me.
We were 100/1 from 19, and somehow limped to only 212 all out. My contribution was a second successive first baller - this time somehow managing to divert a wide half volley onto leg stump.
I then opened the bowling and bowled 4 overs for a thoroughly dispiriting 27 - with 3 shit balls dispatched, and 3 good ones all edged away to the boundary.
We stayed just about in the game though, and when I came back on at the death, they needed 45 from the last 9, but only three wickets down.
I dismissed both the set batsman for just a couple, and suddenly it felt like game on. 30 needed from 6, with 5 wickets in hand. The first ball of my next over, saw one of my team-mates shell an absolute shocker, that ought to have seen my figures recover to 3/30 and the opposition properly wobbling.
Instead, and utterly inevitably, the reprieved bat proceeded to flay me everywhere, and they got home with 9 balls to spare.
So a golden duck, 8/0/55/2 and a massive flare up of my bastard achilles. Go me.