07/08/2026
Right… before gets his hands on this one… Yes.
We lost. But also…
We may have just played the greatest game of Cooper Cup cricket Robertsbridge has ever witnessed (lol).
One run.
ONE. RUN.
Right down to the final ball. You genuinely couldn’t have scripted it better (unless you’d scripted us winning, obviously).
Massive congratulations to Pink Pony Club, and especially to the lovely Kate, who had the honour (or blame, depending who you ask 🍻) of scoring the winning run.
As for us… Where do we start?
Ned, all of 12 years old, has played every single game and, let’s be honest, has quietly become one of the stars of the tournament. Today he was bowling, batting and then casually running out a grown man with a rocket of a throw to the stumps like he’d been doing it for years.
Ben, at just 12 too, looked like he’d forgotten he was supposed to be one of the kids and instead turned up as a seasoned pro in the first two games, and we missed him today.
Then there were the rest of us reprobate adults… providing an equal mix of moments of absolute brilliance and complete calamity. As is tradition. 😂
But that’s the thing…
This is what the Cooper Cup is all about. Winning is great. Losing by one run on the last ball while the whole boundary is packed with friends, families, kids running around, everyone cheering every run, laughing at every disaster and celebrating every wicket… That’s even better.
Community.
Friendly rivalry.
Summer evenings.
And, of course, someone breaking a bone.
🏆 This year’s “Its not Really Broken, Broken Bone Award™” goes to Matt Swaine, taking over the title from Nick, who can finally retire his ‘I broke my rib for this team’ routine. We admire the commitment… although next year we’d quite like everyone to remain in one piece. 😂
Thanks to everyone who came to support us, and to everyone who’s made this year’s Cooper Cup such a brilliant laugh.
We’ll let tell the official story… but ours is that, somehow, losing has never felt so much like winning. ❤️🏏