Before I go on to mention that the captain’s report is missing because it was never submitted, may I say that the captain on the day was Jontin!
If anybody has specific memories of this match, I beg you to submit them. Otherwise the scorecard is below and a picture too.
Comrade Soldya Crispypants and new blood, comrade Stephen Mead. The match is over, the scorebook shut. The pub is open, expand one’s gut. Poetry is poor as I write these Lines but don’t play cricket on a field of mines.