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Sunday XI: vintage Clarke leads win vs Woodlawn

Headley

Sunday XI: 208-9 dec (Woodall 59)

Beat

Woodlawn: 63 all out (Clarke 5-25)

Headley

With the mercury nudging 27 degrees, Headley took to a sun drenched HCG to record the first win of the Sunday season against Woodlawn CC from Hampton.

Headley batted first on uncharacteristically firm and consistent surface, Andrew Pickering (17) and Adam Hughes (13) each made it to double figures before succumbing to the Woodlawn openers (Pickering the victim of a spectacular catch by a flying Peters at mid-off). John Mottashead came in at No.3 and scored a stylish 41 and Miles (8) looked set to add more to the total before being controversially adjudged LBW by standing umpire Henry Elburn. Charlie Woodall (59) and Steve Winslet (24) saw out the majority of the remaining overs, with the former top scoring with a brisk 59. Alan Clarke and Neil Sunderland were both required in the closing stages of the innings, and stepped up with a boundary each before Headley finished on 208-9 dec.

After a strong tea with an excellent sweet/savoury ratio featuring no less than four dessert options it was Clarke & Elburn who opened up in defence of the total, which felt perhaps 20 runs light at the time. The first few overs were tight if not productive with either bat or ball, before ‘Whispering Death’ Clarke found a rhythm that would decimate the Woodlawn innings. In what the man himself dubiously described as “finely tuned, quick, line and length over 8 overs” Clarke claimed five wickets in a variety of ways. There was a revival from the Woodlawn middle order which saw a flurry of runs that included Miles firing a spectacular left footed volley high into the road-side netting for 4 before some tight overs from Sunderland and the Winslets (Senior & Junior) who brought the Woodlawn innings to a premature end on 63. Clarke led the side from the field to rapturous applause before investing in a much needed jug of cold, refreshing lager.

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