WE are the champions! Canterbury once again did not let us down, providing the perfect back-drop for another memorable day in the history of Glamorgan County Cricket Club.

But talk about nerve-racking! As I said after the match, it was one of the most nervous afternoons of my life, sitting and watching, totally helpless and useless. But, having said that, I always had confidence in the boys and thought that their character would shine through in the end. And it did. In spades.

Finishing off a job can be the hardest thing in sport and it is to their enormous credit that the lads hung in and dug deep at crucial times.

It would be fair to say that we might have scored a few more runs than the 226 which we posted, but having said that I thought that the Kent bowlers bowled exceptionally well towards the end of our innings.

The Kent hierarchy then did us something of a favour by deciding to do a farewell presentation for Matthew Fleming at the tea break, meaning the emotional Old Etonian had tears in his eyes as he walked to the wicket.

His early departure was important but the prized scalp went to the impressive Andrew Davies who castled someone called Steve Waugh with a useful delivery which went back up the hill.

From there on it was a real dog- fight with both Mark Ealham and Paul Nixon doing their best to scupper us but, as Fleming commented afterwards, we were an irresistible force on the day.

The TV cameras kept seeming to pan in on me on the balcony and yes I was nervous, but I wish they had concentrated more on the action on the field!

We could have asked for no one better to bowl the last over than Mike Kasprowicz, who has been superbly consistent and calm for us all season.

And suddenly it was all over. What to do? Embrace anyone nearby and crack open the champagne. It was a special moment for me to receive the boys as they came triumphantly into the dressing-room and then to receive the trophy in front of our wonderfully loyal and enthusiastic supporters.

In truth it did seem weird getting the cup when I had not in fact played in the match, but Robert Croft had said all along that I must do that. It was a nice gesture from him and I have to applaud him for his efforts throughout the season and especially in those tortuously frantic last few overs.

Then it was time for another rendition of our team song- for the first time live on Sky- led as ever by Darren Thomas, who has shown tremendous character over the last couple of weeks when left out of the starting line -up.

Of course there were the obligatory press and photo requirements, but after that we did something which we have never done before when I have been involved in winning sides.

At the instigation of our Australian we shut the doors and spent a quiet few minutes as a team, everyone saying their little piece on how much the win meant to them.

It was emotional but extremely special and I think it probably had most effect on the younger members of the squad who had not experienced this type of success before.

Then it was a repeat of 1993 and on to the Bat and Ball pub for lots of alcohol and singing. It was here that Mark Wallace excelled himself, his normally shy personality suddenly shed as he led the whole pub in song.

What's more he and a few others were still dressed in their playing shirts, and a few of them still with their spikes on - another Antipodean trait apparently.

Whatever, it was another raucously jubilant evening to rank alongside that famous day back in 1993. People keep asking me to compare the two, but I think it would be invidious to do so.

Both were memorable occasions for very different reasons and both the sides were excellent in their own differing ways.

I am just mightily glad that I have been a part of both and part of what now must be ranked as the most successful period in Glamorgan's history.

Cardiff this Sunday will now be a major celebration, so I hope you turn up in your droves t to be involved.