OK, so last week we lost to Alzheimers UK, but they're one of the strongest teams in our league - and the match couldn't have been closer, finishing 32-31 with a tagging between third and fourth bases ending our final innings. Fair play, I thought, we weren't going to get much change out of them anyway, and we've scored over 70 runs in our last two games.
This sets us up nicely for our penultimate game v Prince's Trust, I thought.
A win would have seen cruise into the knock-out stages of the tournament; something we've never managed before. And, following a very public endorsement of the team today (cheered on by 90 people at a staff away day) we left with plenty of wind in our sails...only to sink meekly away.
The Prince's dreadnaught slammed 36 neat torpedoes into our hull and we just had no answer to them. We lost 36-14 and frankly it was dismal, fielding was awful, batting mediocre.
This year we do seem to be scoring a few more than normal but you can't field like we did tonight and expect to go through. I reckon that's probably our lot, as I can't see the Trust losing to RGS in the final week.
And at least the pressure's off for us, against recent finalists and previous champions - the behemoth that is CRUK. It would be an almighty upset were we to get anything out of that.
Mind your backs, I've just got to rearrange these deckchairs...
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