Saturday, 14 December 2019

Insider Trading

There's a weighty missive coming next week, but I've written this for Martin Pollard's benefit, if nobody else's....

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Over the past few years, one of my Winter Sunday sporting highlights has been Tynemouth CC’s participation in 6-a-side indoor cricket. Skippered by the Brearleyesque deep thinker Martin Pollard, the Croons have won the Northumberland and then North East titles for the last 3 seasons, before falling a step from Lords in the Northern Final at Old Trafford.  As I normally associate the first rungs on the ladder, at South North, as being contiguous with the opening of Advent calendars, it came as something of a surprise when Poll informed me at TCC’s annual fireworks display that the opening round was taking place the day after; Sunday November 10th.  The so-called game of the season between Liverpool and Man City certainly took second billing to the Northumberland Cricket Board first qualifying round of the National Indoor 6-a-side competition in my eyes.

Having graciously accepted a lift up to leafy NE3 from the captain, I took my place in a frenetic, hysterical, baying crowd of 2 while a bumper roster of 7, allowing for squad rotation if you please, made short work of Cowgate (loud and messily attired) in the first game and even shorter work of Backworth (young and neat) in the second. As a result, a place in the county final on December 8th was assured. Over the next fortnight, Benwell Hill and then South North also secured their places in this potential group of death.

 

Last year’s final saw Tynemouth win, in the immediate aftermath of Newcastle’s last second home defeat to Wolves, on the day True Faith’s ham-fisted handiwork had fatally undermined the proposed anti-Ashley boycott of SJP. This year, in front of the lowest crowd for a league game in almost a decade, Newcastle came from behind to grab the points with a late Fernandez winner. Great result. I didn’t attend (obviously), nor did I watch events unfolding on a dodgy stream, but I received updates as I pedalled to a now leafless NE3. There was no lift available on this occasion as Captain Poll was down in Leeds, so therefore unavailable, allowing Andrew Smith to step into the role. Rather like a football team’s supposed interim manager bounce, the hope today, especially against the home side’s Galacticos, was to receive an interim skipper bounce. The rest of the side, showing 3 changes, lined up as: Nick Armstrong, a seriously hungover Matty Brown, the recently retired and then unretired Graham Hallam, David Mansfield and Sam Robson.

Even before a ball had been bowled, the chances of Benwell Hill were dealt a devastating blow as they only had 5 eligible players, though the 6th one present was allowed to field, but not bat or bowl. Despite the usual trademark Tynemouth chaotic running that saw 3 run outs, we made 127 all out off 11 or our 12 allotted overs, with Sam top scoring with a very useful 57. In response, the Hill spooned a catch via the ceiling from the very first ball and failed to recover, eventually subsiding to 45 all out. While we adjoined to a deserted and closed bar to watch Brighton v Wolves, the Hill did no better against the hosts, leaving the local titans to battle it out in the final, deciding game.

Bowling first, we did well to restrict a side including Adam Cragg, JDT and Jonny Wightman to 96 all out. In response, we took it slow and steady against the naggingly insistent and accurate bowling of Jonny W and Simon West. Despite not being there, MLP demanded updates and after initially sending one each other, it came down to a message a ball as it got tight. However, with 5 needed from 2 balls, my battery died, and the phone switched off. One can only imagine the frustration of Poll, pacing the room down in Leeds, waiting for updates; hoping for the best, though fearing the worst.

He wasn’t to know it until much later, but we won with a crazy 5 from the penultimate ball; 3 for a run that hit the side curtain, followed by 2 more for an overthrow that hit the other side curtain and a scampered run. As a result, we qualify for the North East Final at Durham on February 23rd or thereabouts; opponents yet to be decided.

Well done lads; let’s get to Lords this time around!

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