Ashes victory lifts gloom as under-strength Cincers come up short (again) at Finchley

Nail-biting excitement, twists and turns, unbearable tension. Sunday's game had it all.
Pity all that was the Ashes at the Oval.
Up at Finchley, Cincers - admittedly minus key players moving house or soothing their aching back (Selfish and Lord Rashbrooke respectively) - were doing what we do best on that fine ground.....losing.
Not even Frank temporarily deserting Finchley for the day to play for us could end our poor run.
The Skip got the ball rolling by calling 'heads' at the toss. It was tails.
Finchley 3rds then tucked in to our bowling to rattle up 233 for 6 off 40.
Opposition skip Guy notched up his 50 and then said, did we mind him retiring as they had an important match next week?
We didn't. It was the only way we were going to get someone new on strike!
But then Test Match switched from seam to spin and quickly snaffled two for 30 off 8 - one of them a blinding slip catch from John 'my shoulder hurts' Pickersgill at first slip.
A taste of things to come? No. Sadly, JP spilled a sharp one of the Skip and Cincers still struggled to get break-throughs.
Frank had opened up at one end, economically but later, Rockie took a fair bit of stick on a lightening outfield.
Newcomer Mike Frame was wayward at first before falling over, banging his head and then taking two wickets (Note: we'll be practising this in the nets over winter).
Bowling figures: Frank one for 22 off 7, Tim 2 for 30 off 8, Mike 2 for 34 off 5, the Skip had one for 38 off 8.
For humanitarian reasons, it is better not to mention Rockie's figures or Chris's.
Oh go on, then - Rockie: none for 66 off 8. Chris: none for 25 off 2.
Tea - the traditional fine Finchley spread - was topped off with posh cake from Jack (yeah, right. Thanks Jodie).
But disastrously, the brownies were late. In fact, Test Match Tim didn't even know there were going to be any. Amy arrived with the trademark cake-tin just as Cincers were going in to bat.
Opening up was Biraj from BK - deputising for Selfish - and Test Match.
Decent start against tight bowling, with 45 off the first 10.
But Biraj perished off a short one.
Tom trotted in but the normally dynamic duo of Lowe and Test Match were becalmed against accurate fare from Finchley who were fielding a stronger side than they brought to Greenwich Park earlier in the season.
After 20 overs, we were still a run or two short of 80 - needing nearly eight an over off the last 20.
Sharp words from the Skip had failed to bring any hurry up but Tom and then - shock of shocks on his recent form - Tim M failed.
Frank came in at five and then we did hurry up. We started taking risks and putting their fielders under pressure.
In fact, the Aussie - in a gruff mood for some reason..hmmm...wonder why? - and Test Match almost got us back on track with the run rate.
But this is Finchley. We never win here.
Frank got caught behind and shortly afterwards, Test Match got run out.
The rest was history, including Tim M triggering Jack for LB despite having scoffed a fair bit of Jodie's cake not two hours before. His way of saying thanks.
We were slow with our overs and so were Finchley, meaning the match ended in gloom and inevitable defeat. Cincers finished on 187 for nine off 40.
Test Match top scored with 67 while Frank got 38.
Result: Cincers lost by 46 runs.
The morale of the tale?
Who cares! We won the Ashes!
* Cincers Man of the Match: Test Match for his two wickets, his 67 runs and his spat with the Skip about getting a move on.