Story ICC 08 - I dunnow what to name this.

Napier and Foster lead rearguard, Rikki eats all the pies.

Going into the final session of the day, we had to make sure we batted well. We couldn't afford to play loose shots and lose another wicket, so during the tea break I sat down with James and Graham and made it clear what I wanted from that. James listened intently, following every word. Graham started playing with his PSP. Twat.

The break was over, and they both ran out to the middle to continue their innings. Dean and Langley were to continue with about 10 overs to the new ball. Both seamers were flat as Naps and James picked up from where they left off and progressed a steady pace


Foster crashes Dean through the covers for another boundary

The runs were coming nicely, Naps hitting the ball everywhere and Foster turning the strike over. I decided to slip back in the pavilion and help myself to a slice of pie. I entered, and was fortunate to find there was just one slice left! Turns out that Rikki had eaten the rest. The fat ****er.

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The last slice of pie. Rikki ate the other 41.

I finished my slice of pie, and returned to find out that Derbyshire had taken the new ball. It didn't change their fortunes as Naps struck two fours in the first over from Wagg, in the process bringing up his fifty!


Napier makes his case for opening the innings. That might not be such a bad idea...

He's still a twat. It wasn't long till Foster got to his 50 too!


Foster raising his bat to the pavilion - we're back here you n00b!

However, all good things do come to an end. Foster's fine resilient innings was cut short, as was his and Naps fine 119 run partnership. Foster out edging behind, the score now 320/7. Excellent work, 350 was a definite possibility.



50 minutes left in the day, and out strode Alex Tudor with the simple instruction to keep his wicket. He started of beautifully, a four off his 4th ball...


Alex Tudor, the Black Bradman. Or atleast he likes to think he is.

He hung in there while Naps kept on storming about, and together the pair took us to 350!


You ain't winning that race, son.

Alex got a bit too excited though, and with about 20 minutes left he played a rash shot and threw his wicket away. Disappointing really, it was not what we needed.



David Masters was the new man in, and with 20 minutes to survive. Naps did the responsible thing (for a change), and held the strike for as much as possible, and with the Derbyshire attack looking tired and toothless, we saw off the day without any further loss, and with 365 runs on the board.

I know present to you, a highlight package of the man of the day, Graham Napier, who's 81* resurrected our innings and took us to a respectable score after a very poor start. Rest assured he won't let us forget it...



So 365/8 at the end of Day 1. I felt we should have gotten a lot more than that, be we recovered well from 95/4, and if Masters and Kaneria can hang in there while Naps continues on, we could get 400 on the board, maybe more.





So will we get 400? Will Naps get a ton (Dear God I hope not!)? Will Masters push on to score the mere 47 runs needed to record a well deserved fifty? We'll shall all soon find out on Day 2!
 
The last slice of pie. Rikki ate the other 41.

:rtfl Your humor in the story writing still remains as classic. Keep it up. :hpraise
 

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