Match: 16
/ 380
Lost
by 7 wkts
Team |
Total |
FFTMCC |
88 - 9 |
T. Smith 29, D. Emerson
13 |
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Wolvercote CC |
89 - 3 |
T. Smith 1 - 12 |
Wolvercote CC are one of
a new crop of teams that the Far from the MCC hope to play during 2016,
whilst also helping to fulfil Fixture Secretary Ian Howarth’s ambition of
playing on every cricket pitch in Oxford(shire) before he drops dead – and
judging by his condition over the course of the May Day Bank Holiday, these
changes to the MAD roster maybe increasingly more regular. Wolvercote for the
record, were warmly received by Mr Shorten’s T20 band of merry sloggers,
whose consensus of opinion was the humourous and self-deprecating ways of the
hosts were cut from the same cloth as that from Far from the Pub that no
Longer Exists. Indeed, result notwithstanding, skillsets didn’t seem to
differ on a grandiose scale either, so a rivalry to savour for a good few
years to go – or at least until Ian wants to play on some new pitches…. Thorn finds some shed somewhere which is near
some pitch somewhere. But where do Wolvercote
play? Well, they have a weekend ground in Cutteslowe that The MAD have graced
on many an occasion in the past, and they also have another pitch for midweek
games somewhere off the Woodstock Road. If you need to find it, “…heading away from the city
centre, turn left into the school sports grounds, as if you were going to the
leisure centre. Park by the tennis courts then walk back on yourself and look
across. On the left there are a couple of cricket pitches, head for the
furthest. It is best if you can come changed but not essential.” –
David Quinn, general underappreciated Dogsbody for WCC. Any good? Nope. Okay, try this: “…looking via Google Earth, and the
two tennis courts mentioned [above] are sat next to Keble College – where we
[The MAD] used to play Oxenford CC. Therefore, head down St. Edward’s
Avenue off the Woodstock Road – park down there, and look out
for er… cricketers and stumps.” –
2016 Clubman of the Year, I. Howarth. Still no good? No, not
really (deepest sigh*). We need now draw on the
services of posh ex-St Edwards School graduate, Corporal James William
Pearson, who at the tender age of 18, left to join Rambo to fix the Middle
East, armed only with ‘A’ levels in Maths, Geography & Chemistry tucked neatly
under his pistol and bayonet. So come on, where the fuck is the ground,
James? James
marks the spot. [Audible noise of clearing ones throat on removal of smug
cigarette from ones mouth] “Heading into town along the Woodstock Road, you
will pass Osberton Road on your left just before
taking the right turn on to St Edward’s Avenue. If you’re
coming out of town along the Woodstock road, you will see the main school on
your right, and the main playing fields (with Cricket Pavilion) on your left
behind a low wooden fence and hedge. Turn left on to St Edward’s Avenue. In
either case, you should see a sign marking it as the entrance to St Edward's
school and a 1-way road with some speed bumps. Head down this road, passing
the boarding houses to the left and right – and a new car park on your right.
The road goes down a hill and turns 90 degrees left. Ahead of you is the astro and a car park – park there. Leaving your car, walk back along the road you arrived on
for a bit at the bottom of the bank. To your left are the Lower two pitches.
Where you took the 90 degree turn, carry on, along a dirt track with a small
ditch to your right at the bottom of the bank. You will reach a drainage ditch
running at 90 degrees to your left which heads towards the canal. This marks
the boundary between the Lower 2 and Lower 3 pitches (we are playing on the
latter). There used to be a green corrugated iron shelter at the drainage
ditch end but that was 20 years ago. It’s probably a palace or something now. If you get lost, find the school, find the astro tennis pitch, then find me.” –
Lots of love James. X But what of the cricket
itself? Ah, yes – forget about that….
We lost. The return of the Slogmaster General (Lego –
left). Having survived the
vagaries of the breathtaking fuck up which is the
Oxford Council’s inability to plan any decent roadworks over the past decade,
the dribs and drabs of the competing teams arrived at Lower Pitch 3 to allow the
season’s first MAD T20 to get underway. With Mr Shorten’s charges ringing him
in the ear about a “batting fucking paradise”, Dave happily obliged on
securing the toss, standing back and then watching agog as wickets tumbled
with an alarming regularity. We are all Captains and fine judges of a wicket,
no? Of the 9 wickets to
tumble, only the aforementioned Mr J. W. Pearson can claim to have been
beaten by pace – a beauty which even from a distance appeared to “[drift] in
from outside off, angling towards leg and seaming back to [shatter] off
stump.” Whether you believe that excuse or not, James’ return to his
formative stomping grounds rewarded him with a third ball duck. The return of the Pink Visored
One (Paddy – with bat). The rest of the team were a mixture of the beguiled, bewildered and fucking clueless. Hotson (0) and Emerson (13) fell to the leggies of Ashram (3-0-25-2), with the former receiving an absolute jaffa first up – a huge recompense for Jake’s hard slog by car from nearby Banbury no less. Mellor (9) and Howarth (8) fell to the cunning tweak of off-spinner J. Campion (2-0-10-2), with the latter being “done by one that did fuck all – it just never spun.” Umpires Geoff, George, Gilbert and Godfrey were in agreement – “it would have hit three quarters up, Spam, middle stick, so off you jog, son.” That leaves us with Shorten (5) marooned down the wicket to the lobbers from J. Elsworth (3-0-19-1) and Tall Bob (2) exercising the scorers for the first time this year before seeing one spin from outside leg and hitting top of off (quite a ball). The same bowler, Velaquez (3-0-14-2), also did for Mr T. P. W. Smith, whose cavalier bash of 29 with a sawn off lamppost underpinned a final MAD total of 88-9 all out. 88-9 all out? Correct. Emerson (right) holes out to mid
off whilst needing a piss. …oh, yes, lest we
forget, there was the slightly unfortunate dismissal of Mr R. P. Turner (11) who
was caught reaching for a wider than wide one. Believing the eighteenth over
to actually be the final over after squinting at a tiny plastic scoreboard in
the distance, poor Russ had conferred with incompetent umpire Howarth who
agreed “yeah, this is the final over.” Which all leaves The MAD #11 who by this
time had still not yet found Lower Pitch 3 – that is the one just up the
Woodstock Road on the…. 88-9. Not many then, and
certainly not the 110 or 120 that were deemed competitive following on from
the inevitable 7 wicket defeat. But then it’s all about knowing your pitch
and playing in a certain style, very much like Wolvercote would go on to demonstrate
with C. Potter (30*) patiently accumulating and waiting for the bad ball. The
pitch was slow and the pitch would turn. It certainly helped
Pearson (3-0-18-1) and MOTM Smith (2-0-12-1), but not so Roberts (4-0-11-0),
Turner (2-0-12-0), Howarth (2-0-13-0), Shorten (1-0-9-0) or Mughal
(2-0-14-0). “Mughal?!” – I hear you
cry. Yes, Sami Mughal, The MAD’s #11 had finally found St Edwards School’s
Lower Pitch 3, and in the short time he was on the field, he amused all with
his fielding on the boundary, before impressing all with the ball – sharp off
spin delivered from a JMO-esque run up. So, a loss is a loss is
a loss, and this loss dissolved the ambition of breaking a MAD record of 5
consecutive victories. Bugger. But hey ho, lessons learnt and all that, just
like Mr J. W. Pearson ably authenticated earlier in the match. ‘Spam’
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*
Far from the MCC versus Wolvercote
CC Played at St Edwards School (Lower
3), 4 May 2016 Far from the MCC won the
toss and elected to bat Wolvercote CC won by 7 wkts Far from the MCC debuts: Sami
Mughal (136) |
16 / 380 20 over match |
Team |
Far from the MCC |
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# |
Batsman |
How Out |
Total |
Balls |
4s |
6s |
FOW |
1 |
D. Emerson |
c Walsh b Ashraf |
13 |
(14) |
2 |
- |
2-17 |
2 |
J. C. W. Hotson |
b Ashraf |
0 |
(1) |
- |
- |
1-1 |
3 |
P. A. S. Mellor |
c Oliver b Campion |
9 |
(18) |
1 |
- |
3-39 |
4 |
T. P. W. Smith |
c and b Velasquez |
29 |
(33) |
5 |
- |
6-64 |
5 |
I. Howarth |
lbw b Campion |
8 |
(8) |
1 |
- |
4-51 |
6 |
J. W. Pearson |
b Manzoor |
0 |
(3) |
- |
- |
5-52 |
7 |
D. Shorten * |
st Oliver b Ellsworth |
5 |
(9) |
- |
- |
7-68 |
8 |
C.D. Roberts |
b Velasquez |
2 |
(4) |
- |
- |
8-70 |
9 |
R. P. Turner |
c Ashraf b Pomnambulam |
11 |
(7) |
1 |
- |
9-88 |
10 |
G. Carter † |
not out |
7 |
(8) |
- |
- |
- |
11 |
S. Mughal |
absent |
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Extras |
W4 |
4 |
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TOTAL |
(all out, 17.3 overs) |
88 |
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# |
Bowler |
Overs |
Maidens |
Runs |
Wkts |
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1 |
Ashraf |
3 |
0 |
25 |
2 |
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2 |
Elliott |
3 |
0 |
12 |
0 |
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3 |
Manzoor |
3 |
0 |
5 |
1 |
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4 |
Campion |
2 |
0 |
10 |
2 |
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5 |
Velasquez |
3 |
0 |
14 |
2 |
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6 |
Ellsworth |
3 |
0 |
19 |
1 |
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7 |
Pomnambulam |
0.3 |
0 |
3 |
1 |
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Team |
Wolvercote CC |
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# |
Batsman |
How Out |
Total |
Balls |
4s |
6s |
FOW |
1 |
R. Oliver † |
c Howarth b Pearson |
15 |
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1-26 |
2 |
C. Potter * |
retired |
30 |
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- |
3 |
J. Elsner |
c Roberts b Smith |
2 |
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2-32 |
4 |
R. Pomnambulam |
run out (Hotson/Turner) |
6 |
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3-52 |
5 |
P. Walsh |
not out |
15 |
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- |
6 |
J. Campion |
not out |
10 |
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- |
7 |
T. Manzoor |
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8 |
J. Elliott |
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9 |
J. Ellsworth |
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10 |
L. Velasquez |
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11 |
Y. Ashraf |
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Extras |
NB3, W5, LB2, B1 |
11 |
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TOTAL |
(for 3 wickets, 16 overs) |
89 |
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# |
Bowler |
Overs |
Maidens |
Runs |
Wkts |
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1 |
Roberts |
4 |
0 |
11 |
0 |
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2 |
Pearson |
3 |
0 |
18 |
1 |
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3 |
Smith |
2 |
0 |
12 |
1 |
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4 |
Turner |
2 |
0 |
12 |
0 |
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5 |
Mughal |
2 |
0 |
14 |
0 |
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6 |
Howarth |
2 |
0 |
13 |
0 |
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7 |
Shorten |
1 |
0 |
9 |
0 |
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MOTM: T. P. W. Smith Champagne Moment: J. C. W. Hotson &
R. P. Turner’s combined run out Buffet
Award: D. Shorten’s blackberry and
apple pie (with extra cream) |
Opposition:
V086 / 01 Ground: G078 / 01 Captain: C016 / 13 |