Morgan bats Six & Four

Middlesex 210 for 3
lost to
Essex Eagles 211 for 4
by 6 wickets

T20 Blast, South Group

Thursday 16 August 2018

Played at Lord's

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Partly futile. Neither of these two Counties can qualify for the Quarter Finals. Fourteen games per County. Day in. Night out. To lose just ten Counties. And, the same fucking groups & grounds year in, year out.

But, partly proves the point as well. No official gate as far as I can see. The BBC London commentator guessed it at North of 22k.

The comedy was provided by England's no anthem singing, White Ball skipper, Irishman Eoin Morgan. I wish I'd kept the Bat Audit. I think he's gone out with one. Bust it. Got a replacement. Hit a few with that. Didn't fancy it. Called for another. SIX were brought out. He's poo pooed all fucking SIX. A major bat search has been instigated. Manufacturers have been contacted. Craftsmen have been put on overtime. Another FOUR have come out. (I can't swear that some of the four weren't also in the six - I ain't got a Venn Diagram). He's settled on one of them.

With one bat or another he's done eight sixes & two fours in a 38 ball 77. Don't ask me what a sensible score is. You can get owt & chase owt. Often it'll come down to our old friend - make 14 off the last over. Not tonight mind. Done with four balls to spare.

As I continue to find a path after placing in the Brewdog Beer Geek Awards, I did another Brewery today. German Kraft in Mercato Metropolitano, Elephant & Castle. A very intriguing mish mash of food & drink shops & outlets. Lots of beer around. The kit is shiny. To that I can testify.

I had Hopfen Kiss on keg at 5.4%. I couldn't get the exact provenance. But, it tasted very Hopfenweisse to me. Whatevs. Glorious. Excellent. Hopping is spot on. Mouthfilling, but not overpowering. Bursting with flavour.

696/1458