Descriptive Writing Cricket Match It had been long and successful cricket season for the U12 Oxfordshire cricket team and the final game of the season was approaching fast. It was a cup final against Middlesex and the ground that had been selected was Lords. How fantastic was that! The coach journey seemed to take forever but we finally arrived in readiness for what we knew was going to be an extremely tense and competitive game.
The coach atmosphere had been electric; we were all excited, restless and passionate about the game ahead.We were grateful to finally leave the stuffy, smelly coach. We were met at the ground by a smartly dressed and very well spoken guide who towered above us all. We were quickly escorted to our changing rooms which were freshly cleaned and smelt of bleach.
We dumped our bags in an excited hurry and went to explore the ground. We stepped out onto the luscious emerald green turf that seems to go on for miles. Millions of pounds of sponsorship boards run around the edge, names such as Gunn and Moore, Gray Nichols and Asics were among them.The arrangement of seating was in specific tiers and seemed to be touching the bright blue sunny skies, where puffy white clouds scattered randomly. As a bowler I was keen to check out the condition of the wicket and so proceed to walk toward the square.
It was stone dry and had as much grip as tarmac the speed of the ball was going to be rapid. The emotions running through me were of excitement, and of course an element of nervousness as we returned to the changing rooms.We won the toss and chose to bowl, as we strode out as a team the lively crowd erupted into cheer. They seemed to be jumping out of their sits in an attempt to land on the pitch itself.
The match started with a flourish of runs and at the ten over landmark Middlesex were 80-0. We desperately need a breakthrough/wicket. It was now my turn to bowl, I was feeling tense as I made my way to the crease, the crowd were silent, my teammates were encouraging as I made my first ball a dot ball which gave delight to our team.The second and third balls were well executed by the batsman into gaps for two single runs. My fourth ball was an edge for four, I need to concentrate and focus. My run up was good, my release was good, my positioning was good, all resulted in a wicket ball!!!! The crowd went bonkers, and my teammates were thrilled.
The game continued at a fast pace, wickets dropped quickly and Middlesex looked under pressure their innings ending on 150-7 off 20 overs. After a scrumptious and tasty tea it was time for Oxfordshire to bat.The opening batsmen created a healthy 50 run partnership which ended with a superb catch. It was now my turn to face the aggressive bowling, the ball was hurled down the wicket at great speed just like a javelin piercing through the air. I had little time to react, but managed to hit the ball for a single run, I now had time to reflect. I settled down into a rhythm which helped to create a strong partnership could we last the remaining overs, we need 50 runs from the last five overs; it was going to be tight.
The temperature was rising, I was sizzling in my sweaty helmet and pads, could I last the time, and keep my concentration, it came down the final bowl we needed a 4, I was feeling very tense and the pressure was on, the ball left the bowlers hand and I watch it eagerly, I stepped out and smashed the ball through the air like a bullet from a gun, and most importantly finding the gap in the field. We had won the match!!!! The whole team zoomed onto the pitch, passed the devastated Middlesex players. The crowds were on their feet it had been a successful day of cricket and when that we would remember forever.
