Opening with now established new ball bowler Sam Polley along with 1st XI regular Bill Trevett (included in the team to get some overs under his belt), Neven's gamble looked to have paid off as the Shillingstone openers got off to a slow start. Trevett tied up his end with two consecutive maidens, while Polley bowled the odd loose ball and was duly punished, though the very slow outfield prevented some certain boundaries. Hill then got to grips with Polley in the fifth over when he smashed him all round the park taking him for 12 runs in a bizarre 8-ball over which contained no extras. It was Trevett who made the breakthrough, with a casual caught and bowled, dismissing Hubbard for a single, though he had struggled to hit any decisive shots.

After going for 22 runs off his first 4 overs, Neven kept faith with young Polley, and sure enough he tightened up his line and claimed the morale-boosting wicket of Hill, before he was given a break after 8 overs. At the other end, Trevett finished off a truly spartan 7-over spell with figures of 1-13. This was the beginning of the end for poor Shillingstone, as Tim "Rupert" Waight, was to prove their downfall. Picking up from where Trevett had left off, Waight proved just as miserly with his nagging line and length, but proved he could also take wickets. After two innocuous opening overs, Rupert then hit his stride and tore into the opposition's middle order as batsman came and went. With Scott Males picking up two useful wickets at the other end, including the vital one of Cole who had provided the only resistance to the Triangle attack with a, at times, classy knock of 23.

Polley replaced Males and for his remaining four overs, bowled well but without any luck, though Quayle may have held on to one or two chances behind the stumps. It wasn't a good day for the veteran wicket keeper as he had dropped another off Males, totalling four spilled chances for the day. Rupert finished with the impressive figures of 6-17, looking odds-on to be named the man of match, and some might say he should have been.

With the clouds threatening to burst at any moment, it was decided tea would be taken at 5pm, and Neven sent out his tried and yet to be trusted openers, Gates and Jones. As in the first innings, the batsmen found runs hard to come by on a wicket with very low bounce. As the run rate was nearly crawling to a standstill thanks to Jones, who was seemingly on a one-man mission to make every over he faced a maiden. The good reverend's patience cracked and he tried to hit out against Thomas, but was caught at mid-on for a very poor 1. Jo Trevett came to the crease, eager to make amends for his dropped catch in the slips, but Thomas claimed his second victim as the batsman missed the straight one and PRT were 4/2.

The ever-reliable (with the bat, not the gloves) Tony Quayle was next up, and after trying to run out Jones unsuccessfully, it looked like he may be the one to get to grips with the Shillingstone attack and see the team on the road to victory. Alas, this was not to be, as Quayle succumbed to the accurate medium pace of Thomas and Triangle were up against it at 7/3. Jones, meanwhile, was ploughing a lone furrow at the other end, having faced 24 excruciating deliveries for just a single to his name, uncharcteristically lashed out, and scrambled 2 runs with Sam Polley. Luckily these runs were not an isolated incident, as Polley (not a fan of the forward defensive) at least looked to play scoring shots, and was at least able to protect his wicket until tea. Their partnership was not to last much longer as Jones fell to young Edwards, after hitting a lusty boundary, he then got carried away and slashed an easy catch to Farrell, to end his marathon 37 ball innings on 8

During the interval, the Captain looked like a man on the edge of despair, as he was seen with his head in his hands as the pressure mounted. Mentally prepared to lead his team to victory with the bat, a rousing pep talk inspired his troops and Baxter and Polley once again went to the middle. John Baxter, the old warhorse, caused the bowlers problems as he immediately looked to attack as they adjusted to the left-hander. His first 12 runs came from boundaries as the Shillingstone attack strayed too often down the legside and were duly despatched for four.

Polley then fell to the gentle spin of Hill, who tied the youngster up and then got his man when he tried to hit out in frustration. A Captain's innings was called for, and that was what Triangle got, as Grant Neven entered the fray. With a lot of work to do, and maximum batting points already lost, his focus was on getting the winning runs. Sensible batting was called for, and Neven restricted himself to just a couple of his trademark pull shots for four, but otherwise he ground out the runs. Baxter then fell to a ball that really should have gone to the boundary, but he edged it into the keeper's gloves. Bill Trevett then joined his skipper, and between them they moved the score along to within twenty runs of the target.

Tragedy then struck again as Trevett tried to drive a low-bouncing delivery from Thomas, but it hit the toe of his bat and trickled onto the stumps. The hero in the field, Tim Waight, came to the middle, and with his Captain, showed the rest of the team how to do it, and steadily guided Triangle to victory. Neven's was truly a Captain's knock, a defiant 19* while Rupert scored a quickfire 12*, hitting a boundary for the winning runs.