As a lyric this cannot have taken long to write. Jean Patrick, the lead singer of Ottowan is still touring in Russia where he is much loved and hasn't paid for a drink or a meal since September 1980 such is the idolatry . Ottowan also penned the disco classic, D.I.S.C.O.
She is D, desirable
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is O, oh, oh, oh
She is I, irresistible
She is S, super sexy
She is C, such a cutie
She is O, oh, oh, oh
Ottowan spent even less time on the lyrics to this. Quite frankly Jean Patrick annoys me.
Anyhow, hands up who likes rain? Strangely the answer is probably about 50:50. The seconds profited enormously yesterday on a day when only a handful of matches produced a result. And what a result it was. Victory has increased the lead at the top to 34 points. Two more wins and it is time to start the celebrations.
Thirds and fourths were abandoned without a ball being bowled.
The field of dreams hosted half of what may have turned out to be a cracking game. The rain robbed us of what I am sure would have been another victory.
Invited to bat first under leaden skies and light drizzle my hopes were not high that we would get more than a few overs in. The instructions were simple: get out there and score quickly to set up an early declaration. The Judge and Peter Pan duly obliged and we had 50 on the board in 11 overs just as the sun came out. The now drying pitch started to misbehave a little and batting suddenly became much harder as the ball stopped and popped. 54 for 0 turned into 91 for 6 with only Pritch making a decent contribution of 40.
The Banbarians simply bowled straight and just back of a length and let the ball do the rest. Three of our top order got out playing across the line before they had worked out the pace. Now we were in a spot of bother and the declaration was a non starter as the sun continued to shine.
This mini crisis needed our fittest, leanest, most agile and lithe men. Sadly they were already out so it got Pingu and Skip. These two elderly men prodded around and rode their luck a bit and wore down the Banbarians with obdurate defence and delicate dabbing. The score inched above 120. We decided to have a crack at the spinner and all of a sudden we were above 140 on a pitch that would get harder to bat on. We both got out with 5 overs to go but had taken the score to par on this pitch.
The Don strode out to join The Caretaker in the middle having never scored a run for Didcot before. It would be inaccurate of me to say that he never looked like getting out. He did however show determination and fight and was able to let The Caretaker have plenty of the strike. The last 5 overs added 34 crucial runs to take us to 183 for 9. Jordan played superbly. He bludgeoned a couple of cracking fours and two sixes, including one from the last ball of the innings for the second time this season. A great knock, and one he looked like he enjoyed. Jim scored his first runs. His record of never getting out is also intact.
We all enjoyed a splendid tea provided by Jules and Emma. The turkey and cranberry rolls were especially fine. Amazingly the sun was still shining.
Soon afterwards the sun wasn't shining anymore. The heavens opened. We lost over an hour. Time was killed quizzing, with Peter Pan in his element as Bob Holness. It was a shame to bring the quiz to an end just as Brockett was displaying the unfathomable depths of his knowledge about Boy Bands. Who would have thought?
Sadly we only had time for 2 overs before the heavens opened again. Enough time to take one Banbury wicket.
The rain didn't stop and we shook hands. It was a pleasure to play a team that wanted to play for once. Too often this season the oppo. have looked for any excuse to call it a day early. Banbury were a credit to themselves for the spirit in which they approached the day.
Finishing second is going to be quite a challenge now. We simply must beat Shipton next week.
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