Somerset vs Essex: Bob Willis Cup Final, Day 4 – Live! | sport

27th place: Somerset 102-0 (Green 41, Lamonby 58) This is the 100th partnership in just 160 balls. Somerset Canter, as the wind howls around the Lord, corrugated pants and trees kneeling.

Twenty-fifth on: Somerset 94-0 (Green 37, Lamonby 54) What a month Lammonby has gone by! He carried his racket in New Road to ensure Somerset’s passage to the final, and is now fifty in the final of the tournament. He’s been quite loose too, four in a row of Harmer sweep and sweep paddle, totally confident in his cool, upscale style.

Neil Dobson has a question on a Saturday afternoon for you: “ Harmer eats through what he’s got like a Labrador in the trash, ” what OBO mafia shooters think:
A) Tore them apart like a bear on a walk

B) Rinse them like a pig in a war)

C) Burn them to ashes like dragon plague

twenty third: Somerset 82-0 (Green 36, Lamonby 44) Everyone has changed! Walter sends over the end of the nursery, perhaps just to enable Harmer to try the Pavilion End. Green shrugs and sends him to the other four, sweeping his deep square leg

21st place: Somerset 74-0 (Green 29, Lamonby 43) six! Green steps and meandering, Harmer is lifted over the player’s head and over the rope. Then four bursts, overtaking Aleister Cook on sliding for four. Harmer sits on his limbs, and he lost a small battle. Cook, who replaced Porter at the wing end, is then sent across the square leg to another extent. Somerset It goes very well here, no demons either on the field or from the shooters. distance.

17th place: Somerset 50-0 (Green 10, Lamonby 38) Look down and you miss him! Harmer eats his food like a Labrador in the trash. Third virgin in a row. Lammonby has elegance against Harmer, driving a large ball to the edge of the wing, and another ball drawn into a delicate leg. This is Somerset Fifty, in only 101 balls. Promising start and what they need to impose victory.

Fifteenth more: Somerset 40-0 (Green 10, Lamonby 29) Westley calls for Harmer, this time from the end of the nursery, rolling the ball in the cool breeze, beating Greene who is kneeling on one knee for a risky sweep passes a nail from the outside torso and evokes many whiffs from the Essex players. Green, playing with fire, then edging porter after the second slip.

Thirteenth place: Somerset 39-0 (Green 10, Lamonby 28) Porter’s return to his mark is a very calculated walk, the career of Porter is tumultuous and busy. He turns away a little and Lamonby, who has mastered since lunch, stops him off his shoes for four, and the second four at the end. beautiful things.

10th place: Somerset 20-0 (Green 9, Lamonby 15) The feather lamunbe is a limit of the cook, otherwise Somerset They are content to earn pennies after lunch.

Jeff Lemon in the England seat The third OBO is against the West Indies, where England is currently located 48-2 out of 7.2. Follow him, complete with a beard closed, or watch on the BBC.

After a little rain in good timing During lunch, players come out.

Seventh during: Somerset 6-0 (Green 4, Lamonby 2) Time to eat Harmer longer before lunch. Quick step to logs. Green, alert, defending, stretching forward, then touching the penultimate ball that inflates away from my gripping short leg hand.

“if Essex He ends up winning that trophy with an unflattering NRR of -5.678 (a nifty number though), “Abhijato Sensarma clicks,” is sure to baffle T20 fans around the world!

It’s time for them to expand their repertoire! This is lunch, with a happier Essex eater, a little drive and bowling on the rally. The pass cap takes its place – the men of the Earth in beanie hats, a huge soccer manager, and sporty bottoms.

Fifth on: Somerset 6-0 (Green 4, Lamonby 2) Lammonby avoids the pair with a nudge from Cook’s ankles. The green edging of the Porter for four, which the Porter follows with a big lbw appeal gets Essex players excited but not the referee.

Second more: Somerset 0-0 (Green 0, Lamonby 0) Porter and Cook are spot on with two virgins. Three slips, hands in pockets, Cook, Harmer and Westley.

Players come out, Essex meets for a roundabout off-the-suite chat. Green and Lammonby touch gloves off the border rope, Green chunkier, slight Lammonby, play up front shadow defenses as they march into the center. Jimmy Porter has the ball. Lammonby on a husband.

After 117 classic hits, Roles reach one-day mode, Wheater and Beard in Davey but no limits are reached. While Overton finally throws there are nine players on the frontier! More than one handy guide to Essex vs giving back Somerset Beating line up. A quick ten-minute changeover between roles.

Lewis Gregory clapped off the field, 6-72.

117 over: Essex 326-8 (Beard 10, Wheater 19) Beard and Bowtie fondle Overton and Davey, nothing more. Leave three sums

Yesterday Aleister Cook confirmed that he was ready to play another year, and it was also clear that there was a three-group tournament, he wanted to divide these groups into an elite group to raise the level instead of three “equal” groups as he had suggested for the conference system.

“There was no drive a few years ago but that was one of the reasons I still play international cricket,” Cook said.

“I enjoy playing with this group of boys. It’s just good fun.

“When I retired, I was scared to just walk away because it’s a big hole to fill in. I enjoyed hanging out in the dressing room in Essex And try to perform well in it.

“It’s a great occasion to play in any Final, especially never before, and under the legacy of Bob Willis, it’s amazing.”

115 over: Essex 317-8 (Beard 5, Wheater 15) Overton, who has transformed from nursery to Pavilion End, rushes in and serves the Maiden. Essex is happy to spend time here – everything feels like the calm before the storm

Finbar Anslou wrote, “Hi Tania, I really enjoy the game here. I think what Somerset here needs is a little bit of encouragement, and what’s better than my band version. Taunton Town? ”

What really ?!

112 over: Essex 317-8 (Beard 5, Wheater 15) Beard and bow tie dash singles then out of nowhere a charming shot by Aaron Bird, a double-edged sword. This is the highest score of Essex this season.

More bad news for two young men. good luck.

Another crushing catch is held by Craig Overton on the second slip, standing in front of both goalkeeper and first slip and taking it in front of the first slip face. The reaction time is incredible.

106 over: Essex 303-7 (Harmer 0, Will 10) Essex captured the lead with four farewells, 7.2 per day. Porter was amazingly swaying, but his job is done.

The middle stick! Breakthrough to Somerset But it was too late to prevent Essex from taking the lead in important first roles.

104 over: Essex 298-6 (Porter 10, Will 10) He was completely distracted when Paul Edwards just opened a brown paper bag from Panzers in St John’s Wood and produced two chocolate brownies and a dusty cinnamon roll.

102 over: Essex 291-6 (Porter 8, Will 10) Tuck Wheater into some loose stuff from Overton, four in a row including nifty steering to the midwicket frontier. Gregory is narrower but the deficit is now only ten.

100 over: Essex 283-6 (Porter 7, Wheater 2) A couple of the two men get paid for four opening sums. Overton’s nipple and sometimes the side of the leg. The winds disturb the pants of the field players, as slipers fold their hands under their armpits, while others warm their toes with their breath between the balls.

Craig Overton has the ball, Slipping from the end of the nursery.

With booming, Earth announcer welcomes everyone to the Lord. The bell is gone and Essex The batsmen stand on the grass outside the wing gate.

Sorry for five minutes, I just realized I forgot to bring any lunch and they are about to close the gates …

98 Over Throwing: Sessions: 10.30-12.30; 13.20-3.30; 15.50-18.00

Good morning from the Lord The sky is blue, the winds are fierce and conditions shift from Provencal in the sun to the Arctic in the shade. The difference is in the middle, Somerset They just finished their morning circuit time and now they’re on and jumping, the man of the ground walks up and down the field with the roller. Play starts at 10:30 AM.