Bears, if shemozzle is being used to describe B-grade, then catastrophe is the word for C-grade.

Whilst no-one forgot the scorebook or sausages, we did have one Bear who left a frantic voicemail at 11.45 because no-one was at Yarralumla and another who called because they were driving around Yarralumla and couldn't find the ground.

On the cricket front, the day started well with Spooner doing something that is quite uncommon for PBCC captains and that's win the toss. Rocket and Drop Bear headed out to the middle to start the 2013-14 campaign.

After Rocket got off the mark first ball, Howie boldly predicted that the Bears would make 240. Drop Bear also got off the mark early before he was dismissed by Miles (as in kilometres to quote the Ravens) for 1. Gribbs quick to point out to Drop Bear that he now topped the season averages. Rocket produced the first boundary of the season, but when he went to repeat the feat, he holed out to mid-off. Pommy edged one through to the keeper and the Bears were facing an uphill battle at 3/9 after 6.

Howie and DB then got together and whilst some of the batting resembled Trim, they hung around for 10 overs rebuilding the innings before they fell within a few overs of each other to shots that they would rather forget - DB's off the first ball of a new bowler and Howie, the first ball after drinks. The president may find himself in trouble with the tribunal following a call of 'C'mon Webby' during this partnership.

At 5/37, things weren't looking good. Shane and Ohms got together and continued the Trim tradition as Miles delivered maiden after maiden (5 consecutive maidens in his 7 over spell). Dare I say it, but Ohms did live up to his nickname, showing lots of resistance (Yep, I just went there). When Shane fell for a hard fought 8 and Diesel put his hand up to pack the kit, we'd progressed to 7/47 in the 29th.

Enter Gribbs. Always the entertainer, Gribbs sparked a surge in the run rate and Ohms joined in the fun. Ohms was fired for 10 and Gribbs fell for an entertaining 12 and the Bears' focus turned to clouds and whether the heavens would do us any favours. Spooner was the last man to go in the 38th over. Bears all out for 78.

Needing a good start with the ball, HP and DB delivered. HP claiming an early wicket and DB keeping things tight. Unfortunately, the 4th sausage came back to haunt DB and he only lasted 2 overs.

Having seen off HP and Shane, the Ravens turned their attentions to finishing the match before drinks. Along the way, causing more damage to the ball than any Shahid Afridi bite or English cough lolly could ever do.

In the field, Howie showed us how it is done, call for the catch early, get in perfect position, have your hands in the right position and then drop the catch. Pommy hadn't given up hope of divine intervention and started a rain dance. While Drop Bear, in a last ditch effort to secure Bearlow votes, unleashed the flying Timmy off what turned out to be the last ball of the match.

A big thanks to DB (and his entourage) for supplying and looking after the BBQ, to Gribbs for the snags and bread, to Shane for supplying a kit and to Trim, for giving the Bears the inspiration needed when batting.

Spooner.