Cricket confusion, the Royal Family and my run-up.

Twenty Twenty Finals day came around on Saturday, and with teams looking to not only win the tournament at the Rose Bowl, but to qualify for the plethora of Champions League, Stanford Cup, and other prestigious tournament places that were up for grabs, there was that little extra bite.

I might be wrong, but I am pretty sure the winning two teams get to go play the Royal Family at Windsor in a one-off day/night game or garden party with £500 billion going to the team that looks most like Ian Botham.

OK, that might be a little off, but I'm sure I am not alone in being so confused with all these new tournaments springing out of nowhere, and who gets to play what.

Now have the ICL, the IPL, and the EPL, and you can't play in the IPL if you have played in the ICL, and they won't let you in the Champions league if one of your players has ever been to Wales.

And quite right, too.

With all of that confusion out of the way, when the games actually started, it was one of the great days for showcasing cricket.

Both semi-finals had plenty of drama, and with the final itself going to the last ball and with perfect weather all day, you couldn't have asked for more.

Well, apart from the phone numbers of those boundary girls (the skimpily dressed blondes who dance like inebriated hamsters every time someone hits a 4!

Congrats must go to Middlesex for pulling off the win, and especially to Tyrone Henderson, their South African all-rounder whose batting was more destructive than the Hulk, and his ability to keep calm and bowl at the death spectacular, especially when it came down to the last two balls.

Sticking with cricket, the Mighty Harborne Sunday 2's recorded another win this weekend against Moseley to make it six in a row!

I was especially keen to beat our local rivals as the away fixture was the only game I have played in and lost this season, and after that narrow defeat, there was certainly a bit of edge in the return fixture.

Well, until about five overs in when we already had 60 on the board.

Honestly, as an opening bowler, there is nothing better than the oppo winning the toss and putting you in to bat when it's 30 degrees, especially when your batsmen effectively take the game away from them in the first 10 overs.

I have not seen batting as classy and as demoralising for the opposition as I saw on Sunday for years.

Special mention to our opener Emir who smashed 161 off about 70 balls, and he was supported ably by all the other batsmen, including Andy and Raj who put on 100 in the last ten overs to post a whopping total of 386-6 off 45 overs.

With a score like that to chase, the oppo were always in trouble, and it was great to grab a couple of wickets in my spell early as we reduced them to 42-6 off the first 16 overs!

As you can guess, we managed to wrap up the big W, eventually winning by 295 runs, which was the perfect revenge for the loss earlier in the season.

Only two more games to go in the league, and two wins out of two would put us in amongst the leaders, so I'm off to go work on my run up. If I get that sorted, who knows, I might even bowl a straight one!