Opening the innings was the now regular partnership of Dave Males and newly-crowned 1st XI Captain, John Ryan. After the previous day's defeat against 8-man Stalbridge, JR was looking for a change of fortune, and this has usually been the case for the big man in Sunday league cricket, but alas not today. He drove a full toss from Brian Popple straight at the fielder in the covers, but decided to run on the misfield, only to see the stumps splayed with a direct hit from the throw and was back in the pavilion without scoring. In an odd tactical move, Richard "Gunner" Stewkesbury was sent out at number three with his three pound monster "Big Bertha", and it seemed to be a sound move as he blasted a ball to the boundary to get off the mark.

At the other end Dave was finding the going difficult as he was on the defensive from the start, though when he did try to hit out, it almost proved to be his downfall, and was grateful to see the fielder spill a fairly standard catch. Brian Popple wove his magic again, coming off a very long run for a bowler of his pace (slow-medium), M'Lady tried once again to dispatch him to the boundary, but misjudged the shot, the ball looped off the splice of his bat and was caught at mid off.

With the score on a precarious 12-2, and Dave Males still stuck on a duck, it needed a cool-headed batsman to take the game by the scruff of the neck. Unfortunately for Triangle, a still hungover Ben Doidge was next in, who had been regailing the players on the balcony of his adventures the night before, where he had fallen asleep twice while walking home (once being woken by walking into a bus shelter), and how he heard strange noises coming from a cemetery (possibly aliens). Luckily for Triangle, Ben had his batting head on and immediately started to ruin both bowler's figures by hitting them mercilessly to, as the absent Jan Davey would say, all corners of the oval.

Dave Males continued to provide able back-up holding his end up well, while his partner continued to blast his way to a seemingly unstoppable half-century. Then it happened, in the 49th minute of the innings, Dave stroked the ball into a gap and finally got off the mark with a quick single. Buoyed by this, he then smashed his next delivery to the boundary and from that point he was almost matching Doidge's strike rate. It was Ben who reached his 50 after being the beneficiary of another dropped catch, and soon after the pair completed their century partnership.

Doidge then cut loose with some big sixes into the trees, and also stepped up his attempts to hit Graham and Kev Dodson's cars. Looking at ease in the crease it appeared he would finally reach his maiden century, but then he tried to smash one ball too many out of the ground and saw his middle stump uprooted, out for an agonising 83. Kev Dodson then strode out to the middle, and though he had been critical of the run rate at the start of the innings, took his time to get off the mark. When he did, it was with some very crisp drives, which like Doidge before him, were threatening the cars parked on the boundary.

Meanwhile on the sidelines, Grant Neven was providing some entertainment of his own by walking across the section of the outfield cordoned off by boundary markers, and for good reason, as he started slowly sinking into the waterlogged area, before hauling himself out of the mud. The batsmen ignored this distraction as Dave finally reached his 50, which had looked highly unlikely at the start of his innings, now over 2 hours ago. The pair continued to punish the Oakdale bowlers, with Dodson finally achieving his first half century for Triangle, ending on an unbeaten 56, while Males carried his bat for a well-deserved 78, as the innings finished on 265-3 after 45 overs.

After a thoroughly respectable tea, let down by packet cakes and the tea itself served in plastic cups, Triangle took to the field. The Captain selected a blend of youth and experience to open the attack, Scott Males and Club Chairman, Rusty Davey - using an experimental longer run-up (which later proved to be more tiring). This was mirrored by Oakdale as the skipper was accompanied by their very own "Little Master". It was to be Rusty who struck first, charging in off 12 paces, the opener chipped the ball to mid-wicket, and Scott took a spectacular and almost lazy, one-handed catch to send him on his way.

Another wicket fell almost straight away, as the Little Master called for a quick single to Tony Morris fielding at square leg, but then sent his partner back only to see an uncharacteristically accurate throw from the fielder hit the stumps at the bowler's end, on the third bounce, with the batsman stranded. Scott then took another catch, this time using both his hands as Oakdale's top order crumbled. Males was replaced by the captain after a very frugal spell of just 9 runs from his 7 overs, but no wickets to his name, making way for Stewkesbury to either spin Triangle to victory or to allow Oakdale to make a game of it.

Thanks to the very sloppy fielding of one Ben Doidge, it was almost the latter, before the Duke cast his spell, as the Little Master was only good enough to get an inside edge to his "toppy" and hit the middle stump. Rusty was suffering from the effects of his new run up and the heat, signaled to his captain, and thus Bill Trevett came on, to almost immediate effect, but Graham's "never on a Sunday" rule applied, and the lbw appeal was turned down. Dave then tried to replicate his son's catch earlier in the innings but was only able to get his fingertips to it as the ball fizzed to the boundary.

Scott then let a chance of a third catch of the afternoon go begging, and then Doidge got in on the act, continuing from where he had left off against Stalbridge the day before by letting a chance go. Not wanting to be left out of all the non-catching action, John Ryan proved what a waste the position of slip is in Triangle's team, by dropping a bread and butter catch of the bowling of Trevett. Bill was to get his revenge by picking up a couple of wickets, one clean bowled, and the other a lbw decision which was harder to give not out.

This brought Brian Popple to the crease, and then proceeded to take what seemed like an age to put on his gloves, take his guard, survey the field and finally he was ready to face his first delivery from Stewkesbury. Trevett fielding at a close square leg, was like a target in a shooting gallery as Popple twice pulled the ball straight at him, and twice he was able to "push it over the crossbar" saving his face, but dropping two chances. Stewkes finally got his man, after Popple had had his fair share of pull shots, one of which bounced straight through Doidge's hands, and he gave the big man the charge missed completely and was walking back from whence he came.

As the tail were well and truly in, the Captain chose this moment to bring himself on to mop up the stragglers, nearly doing so in his first over, but Scott Males once again let a chance for his third catch go. The skip persevered and removed his victim with a sublime straight ball, before Males redeemed himself snapping up the easiest chance of the afternoon. Oakdale's 9-year old "Mini Maestro" was their last man in, and Elenor refused to come off his long run, resorting to chucking pies which the lad fended off easily. Annoyed by this, the Club Captain slipped in a faster one, which hit the youngster on the hip. "Long Hop" Ryan was brought on to grab the last wicket and had a part in finishing the game as his delivery was chipped to the boundary, and the big man ran out the Mini Maestro after another surprisingly accurate throw from Morris, as Oakdale were routed for just 125 runs, giving Triangle maximum points.