Amid thunderstorms and sweet memories of a glorious World Cup still throbbing in the head and maybe elsewhere , the glorious 3rds arrived in Writtle to play the return fixture against one of the teams in Div 8. The belief that standards and circumstances are pretty much the same across the lower divisions was confirmed by the opposition only having 9 and looking very much like any team you might play on any given Saturday. On winning the toss the only viable option was to field and chase. The dream team of Poch and Hatton Jnr opened and kept things quiet on a slow pitch. Beasley back from his travels and the skipper , back from the brink of Cider poisoning , then tightened the grip and took wickets. Whilst never allowing the oppo to get a real grip, and one rather sad meltdown from the glorious leader apart, the target was always going to be one we should get , but we never have our history of glorious failure too far from our minds.
Against decent old git and young colt bowling we soon got ourselves into trouble and at 30-3 the wobble was on. Good news was that Simon Martin was in no mood to give his wicket away and he found good support from Steve Cheeseman who again contributed a key innings to a tough cause. It was down to Ben Taylor who capped off another sound keeping performance with the match clinching innings. He mixed sensible and sound defense with confident and pure hitting to provide further evidence of his talent and maturity. Simon and Ben cruised to another good win. It was good to play a game free from rancor and on a day when all 4 sides won , pretty much all was good in the cricketing garden of the best team in Hornchurch.