All excited about playing our first game of the season, the team congregated in the Wantage pavilion with dreams of scoring centuries, taking unbelievable diving catches and taking six wickets in one innings. Our opposition turned up and probably had similar dreams to us. What unfolded was a story of hilarity, skill, luck, hope, stupidity, hope again, and ultimately, despair. Firstly, I lost the toss. This was probably a good thing as I wanted to bat but was told by the Minster Lovell captain that we
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