YD2 234 (Naik 88, Langdale 55 or so, Nails 32), Grindleford 163 or so (Sealy 4-fer, Longers 3-fer, Angry 2-fer, Tommy 1-fer). Maximum points gained in dramatic last ball win as we got three wickets in last three overs.

Fantastic summer's day as we trooped off to Grindleford in eye patches. Well, except Waif whose pathetic attempts to claim his shades were some kind of high tech double eye-patch were over ruled in the evening court and rewarded with an 8 fine for incorrect attire, after hearing evidence of serial non-participation in childish team building curry fund.

Grindleford look pretty. Long thin ground with a firm pitch that had quite a lot of long thin grass on it. River running along side ground, and which looked and proved to be a ball magnet. Sir Geoff (how much did he loan the party?) won toss and did the sensible thing by batting. Ravi and Nails opened steadily while we all huddled in the shade. Three or four an over. Nails gets a few boundaries. Pitch: not much lateral but unpredictable height, and slow. So Nails tried to pull one and spoons gently to bowler. Ravi kept going and batted well but jug-avoided for 88 including an attention-seeking bit of cramp accentuated his total non-fitness. Langdale found the river too tempting and after remarking there were plenty of little trout in there tried to catch a few by smacking the ball into it a few times. Good 50 though. Innings descended into chaos in the last 4-5 overs as the bottom order attempted to squeeze a few more runs out. Education today, tssch! I was always taught calls were yes", "no" or "wait" but the modern method as exemplified by the Bartlion method is to say absolutely nothing and hope to confuse the fielding side with the silence.

Angry (operating on the principle that gentlemen don't get wickets in May or June) bowled OK, generally, and was at least largely straight, but the bowling wasn't straight at the other end. So they were trickling on at 3.5. No need to panic though lads - runs on the board and all that. The shortly to be poorer Longers snaffled one and then he and Seals both bowled well and got 7 wickets to get a win in sight. Seals got excited and tried to be captain again. Has to be restrained.

At that point Grindleford clearly had the draw in sight and got the block on. So three overs out Geoff says "Angry - you're on". Total warm up time for 2nd spell: 0.3 milliseconds. So that over was a mixture of even slower long hops and slow full tosses. Good plan though as one long hop ended up goobled by Longers at silly mid off. Umpire says: "never the same second time round is it?" Tommy back on for the penultimate over and bowled a great over. Induced number 9 to edge on to stumps leaving us about 8 balls at the last pair.

Last over and expectations were high. Collegiate expects and all that. Angry's radar was now more or less back on line and first 4 balls were straight and prompted a yell or so. Bowling tactician Ravi decided to advise Angry to bowl a slower one. Stupid idea as it would never have reached so 5th ball wasted with non-spinning slower ball down leg side. Last ball, though, bang on target. Pitched off, straightened to off and we got the decision! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!!! Batsmen not happy as a) Ashy caught it and he thought he had been given caught and, later, b) thought it would have missed leg. No way.

Several grappa moments:

• Seals: first ball of innings after rabble rousing team talk focussed on the need to field tightly and back each other up- so he kicks the ball all the way from slip to the boundary for the first kicked 4 of the world cup
• Gibbo: after fielding well ambles round to take a gentle catch in front of his mates and shells it with over cool attempt at a nonch catch
• Nails: gentle spooned catch, "sorry lads, didn't see it" (possibly connected with fielding in dark shades in the evening?)

Champagne moment:

Last ball of innings: Angry gets the last man lbw - cue wild celebrations! Did well here as Ashy caught the ball off the pad and so possible confusion with caught behind appeal.

Chardonnay moments:

Twelfthers (Davey) on for lame duck Langdale, plucks ball out of air at mid off, guaranteed to have been dropped by table tennis bat handed Langdale. Skip to Gibbo: "go to mid on." Gibbo: "which side's that?"

Got back to the club looking forward ot a burger. But of course the bbq was shut and 150 hungry people sitting around looking, well, hungry.

Apologies if I failed to insult anyone

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