The end for Poonia
Warwickshire 38 for 2 (13 overs) Frost 20, Trott 0.
Shantry swings one in and Poonia, on 16, gets forward but not far enough forward to dissuade Jeremy Lloyds from his view that the ball would have struck the wicket.
"Come on, come on, let's have another notch in the bedpost now..." a Glamorgan fielder has just bellowed.
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Brian Halford - Brian Halford’s look at Edgbaston.
Poonia has struggled really, hasnt he?
Brian, will be there tomorrow so I'd just like to take this chance to join others in thanking you for the excellent blog all season. A real joy.
Thanks Kim. Hope to see you tomorrow. The biggest worry about all this job uncertainty is the financial aspect. I come from a poor family, you see. One Christmas we were so poor my mum and dad gave me an empty box and told me it was an action man deserter.
HALFOOOOOORRRRRRRDDDDDDD!
NO!
Hi Brian, yes thanks for the excellent Blog. I thought Poonia was unlucky to be given out. I also think we seem to playing against 12 men here with Lloyds giving everything for them, nothing for us and even stepping in when Burgess had given Croft out LBW.
I was very pleased for Adam Shantry to get 5 wickets. I thought Woakes bowled excellently with his opening spell. What a find hes been this season! From just a promising youngster to our best bowler. I really hope Mcleod can come through next season.
The game is still far from won, with us having to bat for the third day running in the morning when the wicket is still damp.
Not that old chestnut action man deserter again. I am tempted to get you the real thing, or would you rather have cake?
You had a box? What luxury! We were so poor at Christmas we had to spend 20 hours down t'pit digging for coal with our bare hands and the rest of the day got beaten by the local toffs with their new swaggersticks.
You had a box? What luxury! We were so poor at Christmas we had to spend 20 hours down t'pit digging for coal with our bare hands and the rest of the day got beaten by the local toffs with their new swaggersticks.
We were so poor my shoes were so thin that if i trod on a coin I could tell whether it was heads or tails.
We were so poor my shoes were so thin that if i trod on a coin I could tell whether it was heads or tails.