Report by Daniel Mortlock:

We arrived at Bibury's ground today to be greeted with the best possible news: there'd be no tea break, but instead we'd be getting a BBQ and beers at the end of the game. That attitude - substitution of the pleasurable for the traditional - infused Bibury's approach to the whole game, and from the moment they headed out into the field in canary yellow caps we knew we were in for a fun few hours.

While wickets fell regularly, our top order scored pretty freely, with Dave Kittow (45 off 59 balls, following on from a half-century here last year) and Luke Champion (29 off 40 balls) making the early running. Both had some chances, which was nice for them but great for Bibury at the club level, as they had a merciless fine system in which any such infractions were greeted with a team-wide "ker-ching!" Later in the innings Tom Hall (30 off 30 balls) and Aaron Houlder (21* off 26 balls) accelerated appropriately, although what we all really wanted was for Tom to get out so that Fraser could join his son. Which Tom, to his credit, realised instinctively, as he tried his best to hit catches or run himself out . . . the result of which was, unfortunately, just more cries of "ker-ching!" But eventually he succeeded, meaning that Fraser (18* off 11 balls) got to see out the innings with Aaron.

Our total was far from daunting, and Bibury briefly scored at the required rate as Ben Kittow (2/36) lost his vertical hold and Daniel Mortlock (1/16) had three boundaries smacked off his first over. But from then on we were in complete control, as Luke Champion (2/16), Aaron Houlder (1/16), Harry Houlder (1/9) and Joe White (1/6) all took wickets and Tom Hall (1), Dave Kittow (2) and Daniel (1) all took catches. But the real star here was Harry, in his favourite position in the covers, who not only took two superb catches off good drives, but made what has to be a candidate for the best fielding effort in FAS history. First he dived full-length to stop a shot that the batsman - and most of us - thought was destined for the boundary - and then immediately jumped up, ball in hand, took aim, and fired in a throw that uprooted middle stump. That the batsman had made his ground was far less important than the fact that the rest of their line-up was now terrified, not just of Harry, but of of the rest of us as well. As such, it's no surprise that the runs dried up and we bowled them out 42 runs short of the nominal target.

After that it was just a case of eating first dinner - no bad thing since the Sunday roast at the Mill ran out - and debating the merits of real beef vs. the funny little patties that kept falling through the grill.

Cricket, it has often been said, is a batsman's game - and that, at least in an FAS context, was never truer than today at Blockley. On a dry deck, surrounded by a rock-hard outfield, FAS and the Bunnies combined to score 577 runs (the most ever in an FAS game) in just 67 overs - that's 8.6 runs an over all day long. (Who'd be a bowler?)

It all started with FAS openers Sasha Barras (122 off 80 balls) and Tom "Devon" Reynolds (142 off 88 balls) putting on an incredible 230 runs in just 25.3 overs for the first wicket. This was the highest partnership ever for FAS and also one of the fastest. Hal Dare (26* off 18 balls) and Johnny Nicol (4* off 4 balls) then "turned it up to eleven", allowing us to declare on an awesome 299/2 (our second highest total). Even if the docile pitch meant it would be make it difficult to win, our huge total (and the fact the Bunnies would have significantly less than 40 overs for their nominal chase) meant we surely couldn't lose?

We were soon disavowed of that notion by the Bunnies' number three, a pro-level ringer by the name of Pointer, who violated our bowlers in a manner only achieved previously only by Pam's most virulent curries. Pointer scored about twice as fast as Sasha and Tom had earlier in the day, passing 50 in 19 balls and reaching his hundred in just 42. All the time spent retrieving the ball meant that the final hour was called after just 14 overs, but it was worryingly plausible that 20 more overs would be enough for the Bunnies - well, Pointer, really - to score the 161 more runs they still required. If anyone could make the critical breakthrough it was surely our most experienced and willful bowler, Cliff Dare, who was brought on in the 18th over but didn't get a full over at Pointer until the 20th. The result was 4 4 4, after which Pointer had reached his century off just 41 balls, followed by 2 6 1; and when Pointer hit the first ball of Cliff's next over to the boundary he'd taken him for 25 off 7 balls and even if it wasn't quite a knock-out there was no question who'd won this heavyweight bout on points . . . except cricket doesn't work like that and Cliff went back to his mark and summoned his best late in-swinger to bowl Pointer through the gate (for 117 off just 51 balls).

That left the Bunnies needing 96 from 76 balls and they gave it a real crack, with Matt Siebert (50* off 39 balls) taking up where Pointer had left off. With solid support from sometime FAS player Alex Stone (12 off 22 balls) Siebs took the Bunnies to 265/6 in the 32nd over, at which point we started taking wickets and forcing those batters we couldn't dismiss to retire hurt. In the end this absurd match finished with the result very much in the balance: we one more wicket (technically two, but Bunny A. Freeman was unlikely to come back out to resume his innings); they needed 22 more runs; but the 14+20 overs had been bowled and the game was a draw.