Yanni Baveas, know for his ability with both bat and gloves, captained a rather stacked Plough lineup to one of the most comprehensive victories I've seen of a Sunday.

After a delayed start and reduction in overs to 35, thr Plough took to the field after losing the toss. Fear not though, this was all within the captain's gameplay, who had intended to bowl first anyway. Demonstrating organisational skills far beyond those expected of a Sunday skipper, Baveas had already drawn up a plan for fielding positions (which he had immutably transcribed with pen on paper), bowling and batting order. Abley assisted by the vice-skip Spence, Baveas kept a tight grip on the pitch which later saw several plans come to fruition.

The intimidating combination of Spence and Grayzer opened the bowling. However, Northfield's opening bats had both taken to the field with no lid, always a sign that they are fairly handy with the bat and that they were. Nevertheless, though no breakthrough was made in the opening spell, the tight fielding work and very sharp bowling kept the pressure on and restricted the runs and built pressure on the openers.

The first change provided just what the plough needed. Again, with the run rate limited for a sunny, nursery pitch despite the fast outfield, Glynne-Jones and Daley were not the sort of bowlers the batsmen had hoped to no be facing. From one end, Glynee-jones pinpoint accurate spin and from the other, Daley's pinpoint accurate swing.

TGJ made the initial breakthrough with a caught behind straight into the gloves of the skip himself. Shortly after cam Daley's turn. After a wise adjustment to the field, placing Cossy in the cordon to leave the on-side prime for a catching, just that happened. Daley dangled the bait, the bat took it and the ball landed safely in Spence's hand.

With the initial breakthrough made, the bowling attack continued. Initials took a further two wickets to get himself a tidy threefer, the last of which was bowled top of off on his last ball - such panache. Equally, it would be remiss not to mention quite how well Calum bowled. From mid-off I had a pretty good view of his attack and it was magnificent - one of the best I've seen from the Plough on a Sunday. I dare say he bowled a little too well and that's why he only got one wicket.

With Daley and TGJ bowled out, on came Yates and Champion Boss. Yates had a rough, yippy start but managed to calm himself a bit due to the support of the Plough around him and left with a tidy couple of wickets, one of which was bowled leg stump around the batsman's legs. On the other end, CB worked wonders. The only thing more impressive than the rate he gets through his overs, is his ability to take wickets. 2 runs - 2 wickets: is there anything this man cannot do?

Now firmly into the tail, the opening pair came back on to see us home. At the top of his mark, Spence could be heard muttering "just hit the wickets". Excellent advice for all those young bowlers out there and my god did it work. the stumps went flying and Spence got a well deserved wicket. Northfields finished their innings on a respectable but very chasable 205.

Another striking aspect of the bavball regime, which contributed significantly to the victory, was the quality of fielding. From Spence's stokes-esque one handed grab, to the eagerness shown by all on the pitch, the number of runs saved by the field was substantial. At the heart of this was the triumvirate of pad-rashed batsmen: Bharat, Cossy and Burns, all three of whom put in an unbelievable shift. Bharat, in an a suitably Antonine parallel, spent much of the game charging round the outfield stopping countless boundaries. Burns, gun fielder that he is, took a marvelous two handed diving catch off a firmly middled bat and given Cassius sounds pretty similar to catch-a-lot, that's the role I'm ascribing to him. Cossy, or Caesar if I keep up the thin conceit, gave it nothing short of 100%. I've not seen a game where he hasn't looked the sharpest fielder on the pitch this season (though I have only played two).

After such performances, it feels a little unjust none of them got a bag. However, as I'm sure any keen observers of Plough On group chat are aware, this was for a very good reason. And when I say very good, I'm of course referring to the quality of batting displayed by McGUN and the eponymous Bav of Bavball.

I could probably write an entire report just on this innings, give I was fortunate enough to be at square leg for all of it. However, I think the stats speak for themselves: a 208 unbroken opening partnership. Both batters played their parts magnificently, with Yanni hitting a stupendous six. McGurnn followed this up with a Maxwell style one handed ball he creamed nearly a 100m: seriously, the ball landed practically two boundary lengths away. Another significant thing to note is that, unlike what sometimes happens on Sunday, there not many missed chances if any. Both bags played a wonderful innings and never looked like getting out. It was awesome. Anyway, as the purpose of a match report is to capture things that occured beyond what's in the scorebook, I might spend a bit of time on events during the innings aside from the marvellous display of batting.

The first interlude in play, while a fielder called Dave (great name, I know) was fetching Sean's Maxwellian six from the other cricket pitch, appeared to stop for a chat with the Southbank spectators, much to the amusement of his team-mates. It later transpired he's not just a friendly fella (though he was in the bar after), but he'd actually found some car keys and was trying to repatriate them with their owner.

The second event that amused me and, I think, sums up the good nature of the oppo, is as follows. In typical McGurnn style, he creamed the ball for six in the vicinity of the oppo skip. Unbeknownst to McGurnn, the skipper had darted over the boundary rope to take a screamer of a high catch and promptly began celebrating violently to McGurnn's dismay. After a few torturous moments of doubt, the charade was dropped and the six given and everyone of the field had a good laugh.

Finally, I think one of the opposition was perhaps my favourite person I've ever played against. Tony is the sort of player who has earned such cricketing pedigree that he clearly does whatever he wants whenever he wants. Upon first glance, you'd assume he'd turned up to a plough net in a full navy tracksuit and dark trainers. This was not the case. Though initially the reason for his garb was oblique, after a short stint in the field it became obvious: the tracksuit clearly had the right sized pocket to hold his vape. The rest of the innings was spent with thick clouds of vapour disappting around mid-wicket, as Tony chonged his e-cig.

To sum up, the Plough had a lovely day out with a great opposition who were really pleasant to play against. But the most important takeaway is that the new regime has arrived: Bavball has come.

Match report from Dave Yates