Smallhythe at theirs, they won

White, size eight. Not a scrap of duct tape in sight. Shiney bits.

Rich is on the phone. Yes, that's wind. He had manflu but still played, what a trouper.

 

AD looks relaxed, and free of manflu.

Dave hides behind the umbrella pole, AD still looks relaxed, and Rich pulls the phone from his ear.

Still relaxin', still hidin'.

G was struggling to get a phone signal for the football results. Then he got one. Then he was struggling to come to terms with the football results.

GD. "That reference...you didn't really tell the truth, did you?"

Dave O comes out of hiding. The new spikes are safely stowed in the kitbag.

Mr B O'S awaits refreshment, while the sun sets behind the pub.

 

 

Netherfield away, Neitherfield won

Duct tape brand spikes. Apparently they're going to be replaced.

Dave models the other Duct Tape boot.

The Skipper ties himself up in knots.

The long grass at Netherfield.

Elliot at the scorer's table, with Garth. Neil looks on.

Russell waits his turn to bat.

An all-action game, is cricket.

They didn't offer us the bad light. It wasn't as bad as it looks.

Back in civvies having been dismissed, Elliot, Neil and Garth. Some tea mugs and bottled water, too.

Steyning Rebels away, match won

The changing room window. Not even single glazed.

The open door, looking out onto the field of play.

Shocking: empty seats. Not sure what those two out in the middle are doing.

AD and Rich, also unsure what those two in the middle are doing.

The two in the middle return. What're we doing skipper?

The scorer's table.

The new showers.

The rear of the changing rooms. Ye Olde Worlde Facility.

After the game, sharing a joke waiting for the onion bahjees to arrive.

Garth thinks it's funny, but it looks like something on AD's phone isn't.

Captain and vice captain contemplate...er...things, and Mark doesn't.

Posh blokes at leisure. I say old chep, pass one a chicken wing, don'cha know.

Porchfield, match drawn

The warm-up: crazy golf. G on the first tee.

Who put that there?

Dr Watson looks for the meaning of life at the windmill hole.

Mr Naughty, hole-in-one champion.

Not feeling so well.

The openers having a look and being beautifully balanced.

The Porchfield field.

Nothing like Lords, except 50% of the guys in the members' stand are asleep.

AD scoring, with banned substances #7 and #12: energy drink and mineral water.

Still not feeling so good.

Dave-O relaxes, the skipper contemplates, Mr Naughty prays. For rain.

Lost to Cowes, left scorebook behind

Loosening up for the game, L to R: BBMV, Dave-O, G, Rich, Nobby. Outside BetFred.

The BBMV spots some late arrivals, Dave looks down at the Sporting Life.

Rich checks out the pitch for...er...pitchy-ness.

Dave and G check out Rich's pitchy-ness report.

Chest out, shoulders back, here comes the skipper.

"I'll be 'ittin' it over there later"

The car park committee meeting comes to order.

Wisden centrefold, 1974.

Dave-O before the application of bandages and banned substances.

AD ready for action.

The lonliness of being beautifully balanced.

The openers' 100 partnership being accumulated.

Rich and AD padded up and ready to go. Not sure that Dave's saying here?

"When I was skiing"

Nobby with banned substance #3: Lucozade original.

It's cold, raining cats and dogs, and Rich's get up and go has long departed.

The "Not in Use" sticker found a home on AD's bat.

A cheerful AD with bat, and sticker, and banned substance #9: Coke.