MIGHTY WANDERERS CC VS GOODLENGTH XI 22 June 2003, Mill Hill Park.
GOODLENGTH
BATSMAN HOW OUT BOWLER RUNS
S Tjasink Bwld Smith 4
B G Cooper
(B Geste)
Run Out(Smith/
Mortimer)
13
R Ash LBW Winter 33
N Blatcher Ct Margaret Maddison 9
G Stuart Hit Wkt Maddison 0
D Musgrave Bwld B Page 1
Biggus Run Out 2
Lawson Ct Smith Charlton 4
N Charlton NOT OUT 1
D Musgrave Ct Wkt Montgomery 24
Stuart Ct Mathias M Page 19
EXTRAS 12
TOTAL 122 All out      
WANDERERS
BATSMAN HOW OUT BOWLER RUNS
Mortimer Ct Sub Lars Stuart 30
Montgomery Run out Sub Sozi 2
Kelly Ct & Bwld Ash 5
Charlton Ct Stuart 11
M Page Bwld Cooper 1
Sozi Ct Sub Charlton Ash 1
B Page Ct Tjasink Timber 7
Mathias Ct Wild Ash 5
R Winter NOT OUT 15
Maddison NOT OUT 15
Smith DNB
EXTRAS 31
TOTAL 123 for 8
Mighty Wanderers won by 2 wickets.
Man of the match: Tim Maddison
BOWLER OVERS MAIDENS RUNS W'KTS
G Mathias 4 0 24 0
L Smith 7 5 9 1
T Maddison 5 0 18 2
B Page 2 0 12 1
R Winter 2 1 9 1
A Charlton 1 0 20 1
M Montgomery 1 0 6 1
M Page 1.1 0 4 1
J Mortimer 1 0 8 0
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Match Report
By Imperial Caesar, Jah Wufferelli.

CAPTAIN LEADS TEAM TO HEROIC VICTORY

There are days when the Mighty Wanderers fight and subdue opponents of unceasing ferocity and matchless technique
and there are days when they eke out a narrow win against eight men and a small boy on a dodgy pitch at Mill Hill Park.
Sunday's game belongs in the second category. No matter - the glory is ours and always shall be! Here is a tale of unstinting
audacity and aggressive captaincy that will inspire generations of Wanderers to come...

The Goodlength eight-and-a-half batted first. The ubiquitous Stephen Tjasink and legendary sandwarrior Beau Geste quickly
found themselves in trouble against the Wanderers opening attack. The Slippery Swede intimidated them with his scorching pace
and accounted for the Tjas in his second over. He then proceded to bowl four successive maidens, wonderfully vindicating
his captain's decision to field four slips, two leg-slips and a forward short leg. At the other end, the legendary Welsh Wizard
bowled four overs of breathtaking sorcery, demoralizing and humiliating the bewildered Beau Geste who resorted to a suicidal
run and was duly dismissed by a ruthless Mortimer/Smith combination.

This brought to the crease 80s pop legend Blatch Le Bon, who enjoyed a cruel stroke of luck at the Gafster's expense.
Unwisely hitting against the spin, the Blatch holed out to Murdo, only for the Herculean Hebridean to step over the line at the
last moment, conceding six runs and denying the Wizard the wicket he so richly deserved.

Then came the turning point in the Goodlength's innings. The writer of these lines took the momentous decision to bring into
the attack the team's most naturally-gifted swing bowler and the Goodlengthers wilted like over-watered basil.
The Explorer's beautifully judged spell accounted for Blatch and the Wildperson (the former to a smart catch from the Cat at slip -
the third successive Wanderers game in which we've held a slip catch) and a series of classic Wufferelli bowling changes,
put the Wanderers firmly in control.

As the middle order subsided under a hail of blows from a bewildering variety of sources, only one batter had the maturity
and vision to hold the innings together. Cometh the hour, cometh the small boy. The indomitable Nick Charlton, not only withstood
an over from the great Wufferelli at his shimmering best, but remained undefeated throughout.

Desperate Dan and the Wild returned to add some late lusty blows, before the Goodlength finally collapsed exhausted on 122.
Now our great captain (a man of extraordinary knowledge and vision) knows his cricketfighters well and was never in any doubt
that after the record-breaking victory against the Admiral's last time, the canker of overconfidence would be eating away
at the team's vital organs. What he had not anticipated however, was the part that our own team's brilliant fielding would play
in bringing us to the very brink of disaster. You must learn, dear Reader, from this cautionary tale - for next time you find yourself
in a similar position, you Renegade Colossus might not be there to rescue you...

The catastrophe began, when Gloves Mortimer flicked the ball nonchalantly to the Emperor Sozi (substitute fielding in the covers).
His Imperial Majesty seized upon it like a cheetah bearing down on an exhausted kudu and ran Murdo out by several yards.
A couple more wickets fell. Then Margaret was cruelly defeated by a fiendish delivery from Beau Geste - reverting to
his previous incarnation as Linx the Sontaran (be afraid: http://www.shillpages.com/dw/story/st--3u08.jpg and
http://www.shillpages.com/dw/story/st--3u47.jpg ), he was able to perform the uncanny trick of making the ball behave
according to the gravitational conditions of his home planet, rather than those normally associated with Planet Earth.

The Emperor Sozi batted like a cheetah that had too much kudu for lunch and was then out to a brilliant catch from Andy
(who else?) at second slip. The Wanderers collective foot was then firmly shot-in again as The Gloves fell to a catch by Lasse.
Before long we were 70-odd for 7 and staring down the barrel of a big defeat.

At this point the tide inexorably turned as the immortal combination of Captain and Secretary administered the devilish death
of a thousand cuts. The opposition's morale was sapped by over after over of deft defence punctuated by rapier-like flicks
piercing the infield - that and the menacing presence of the slavering Roxie beast lurking in the undergrowth at third man, of course.
Before long the hapless Goodlengthers were begging to be put out of their misery and in due course the Great Explorer
administered the coup de grace, flaying the ball through mid-off to take the Wanderers to victory.

Glorious, god-like magnificence of victory! how sweet thou art! We will surround them in their tanks and kill them.
We will behead them all...

Hugs, Kisses

Colossus

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