Under 15s vs Farnham Royal, 12th June 2005
Ian Walter
Back to the drawing board lads!
Half way through the season and I still find myself with sufficient enthusiasm
to pen a match report, but after our under 15s performance against Farnham Royal
on Sunday 13 June I am asking myself why?? This was comfortably our worst
performance of the season and there were few positives to take from either
batting, bowling or fielding!
Resources were once again tested to the limit with our under 14s having a game
on the same day (must try to avoid that next season!) and we were indebted to
Sam Harrison (broken arm), Alex Wallis (clash midway through the game with a
music lesson (!!)) and David Falconer (12 year old brother of Richard) for
turning out and making up the eleven.
Initially, all was going reasonably well with Farnham on 32 for 2 after 8 overs
and the game under a semblance of control. However we then foolishly took
wickets 3 and 4 which appeared to let in Test class batsmen who had 144 on the
board only forty minutes later. Admittedly however Farnham were assisted by some
very friendly bowling (26 conceded in wides and no balls) and some decidedly
second-rate fielding. The honourable exceptions to this were Sam (good excuse)
and one fantastic diving stop by Richard. As for the others, so much for the
‘long barrier’ we have been practising for years. On too many occasions it was
neither ‘long’ nor a ‘barrier’! We also seemed to shepherd the ball to the
boundary once or twice when it would have been easier to stop it.
I must though mention another splendid spell of bowling by Ben Ford amongst the
carnage (1 for 6 from 4 overs).
Needless to day our innings started disastrously with ducks for openers Richard
and Alex (stumped in his anxiety to escape to his music lesson) and only three
players scored more than 1! These were Paul Boden (14), Stephen Walter (12, run
out off a no ball... aaaagh) and Daniel Wilde (11) who finished with a runner
after their opening bowler missed with a shy on the stumps and caught Daniel a
nasty 90 mph blow on the back of the knee instead.
Their opening bowler by the way (South of England apparently), by the common
consent of those present, was probably as fast as anybody in our club (Saturday
first XI included). You’ve got to start getting used to that lads as you get
bigger. In the end we were dismissed for 66 in the 15th over, comprehensively
beaten by a good side but really we should, and could, have made more of a game
of it than we did. In essence we allowed ourselves to be intimidated by some
hard hitting and (later) by some quick bowling which too many didn’t fancy.