Day Three – Sussex second innings
Wells and Salt play fluidly again and look unthreatened. Until Wells gets bowled playing a horror show stroke to Murtagh for 33. 79-1.
Salt makes his 50 and van Zyl makes 18 as we overtake Middlesex for the loss of only one wicket. On balance, they’re still probably in the boss seat but we’re not playing badly here.
I am willing Salt towards his hundred and he’s settled and begins opening his shoulders.
He gets out in an almost carbon copy to the first innings caught by Eskinazi, bowled Murtagh for 84. I feel like sobbing for him. 165-2.
Laurie Evans, my selection masterstroke, lasts 3 balls. 166-3.
Finch… sigh. 170-4.
Cummins sticks one right up van Zyl’s jumper. It’s a snorting, brutal ball which smashes his rib.
He retires hurt for 37. I can’t even…
Saint David makes a 50 of rare quality and tries to shepherd the tail.
Claydon bats as responsibly as you’d imagine and takes 12 off 13 before bloody Morgan takes one of the best diving catches you’d ever hope not to see. 268-8.
We make it to tea 293-8. The lead is 189 which might be tricky to chase in a dying light and a last day pitch I’m hoping turns into a Bunsen. Although, if a bookie is asking, I’m putting my money on the boys from the ‘sex.
Will Beer bats as well as he can and finally chips one behind. He’s gone for 18. 329 all out.
Wiese has carried his bat for 90*
Middlesex second innings
They bat through to the end of the day very confidently. 80-0.