Essays

Introduction. Last year we played a match which I will long remember. It was played .at the invitation of famous Cantonment Cricket Eleven.

Team in the field. We reached the Cantonment Club- George, the skipper of the other teams shook hands with our captain, and lie led the party to the field. Our captain lost I he loss. We then look our positions in the field. Near the stump' lay the red ball.

Beginning of the ball. Batting began. A stout long man came in to bat. He played for a few minutes only and was then caught One wicket was down with no runs' We were all so excited.  Was the opposite learn go into he defeated so easily '.' Presently the second batsman appeared. His very first stroke showed him a skilled player.  His batting was firm and swill. He began piling up runs. We did not lose heart. We changed our bowlers, alternating last one with slow ones. At last our best bowler. Raj came forward- With his second hall he took the batsman by surprise- Before the batsman could strike the kill; it had clean struck one of the slumps. The batting continued, but no other player of the opposite team Played so well as the second. They played a good game but our boilers proved too strong for them the sixth batsman seemed to be in good form. He added considerably to the score. The Cantonment team was all out by lunch hour. The score stood at 207.

The game and score of the other team. Lunch being over, the referee gave a whistle. The players stood in the Field again. Now our side went in to bat. Our first batsman made a poor start. After cutting a fast ball or two he seemed to lose his grip on the bat. He could not score many runs. Our two wickets fell in quick succession. Cricket is a game of chance. So we thought it was too early to lose hope. As Ramesh, one of our best batsmen, went forward, we hoped he would recover lost ground. He started well, brought the score to 50, but then a fast ball struck him on the face. He was carried away unconscious from the field. After brief interruption the game was resumed, our side went on batting, raising the score. Shanti our eighth batsman proved the hero of the day. With great confidence he hit back every ball for full two hours. He scored a century and twenty runs. Our score had already exceeded that of the opposite team. Before the stumps were drawn our captain declared at 375. The last man was not out.

Conclusion. We thoroughly enjoyed the match. Though we won, we appreciated the game of the opposite team. Victory or defeat does not matter.