At the dawn of the 2014 season, I harbored grave doubts about Yorkshire’s prospects. Their bowling attack seemed insufficiently robust to secure a place in the first division. So it was with no little surprise that I found myself setting off last Thursday morning to witness their encounter with Northamptonshire, knowing that a mere ten points would elevate them to the coveted first division.
The day began under a pall of grey, with a forecast of persistent rain. My duties at the Yorkshire Cricket Museum kept me occupied, but by nine o’clock the heavens had opened, forcing an early abandonment. The match could not commence until half-past three the next day, with a minimum of forty overs to be bowled. Yorkshire, having won the toss, elected to field.
During lunch I found myself in the company of an Australian gentleman, now in Ireland, who had journeyed to witness the match. He was a fellow cricket-memorabilia enthusiast, and we exchanged stories and catalogued our collections for each other over the ensuing days. By the close of the second, Yorkshire had claimed six wickets, earning two valuable bowling points. Meanwhile, at Hove, day two of Sussex’s match against Middlesex, third in the league, was washed out, bestowing a significant advantage upon Yorkshire.
The third morning saw the home bowlers in fine fettle, swiftly dispatching the remaining four wickets to secure three bowling points. Concurrently, Middlesex were bowled out for 271 in forty-five overs, garnering a solitary batting point. During the luncheon interval, I delivered a talk on historic Yorkshire-Northamptonshire matches, recalling the highest Yorkshire score of 673 for eight declared in 2003. By day’s end, Yorkshire stood at a commanding 371 for 2, ensuring their promotion. Little did I anticipate the drama that was to unfold, or how prescient my talk would prove to be.
The final day was rife with speculation that Yorkshire would declare at lunchtime and pursue victory. However, the skies darkened ominously, compelling them to continue batting. The match transformed into a statistical marvel as Henry Wharton amassed a monumental 285, becoming the fifth-highest scorer in a first-class match at Headingley. At lunchtime I had the pleasure of meeting a relative of Brian Sellers, the esteemed Yorkshire captain of the 1930s, which was a personal highlight. Yorkshire concluded their innings at an imposing 726 for seven—the second-highest score by the county and the highest total by any county this season.
After tea, Northamptonshire reached 71 for two, marking the final match for Matthew Fisher, who is bound for Surrey, and for Otis Gibson, who has served as Head Cricket Coach for two years. The departure of these stalwarts heralds the arrival of new faces at Headingley. I look forward to a winter rich with tales of the club’s storied past and hopeful future.
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Congratulations to Yorkshire fans 😁