A year on from his tragic passing, the final reached its most poetic conclusion: his parents, Paul and Lisa, raising the trophy high, surrounding by his former teammates, while the name of the much-loved Worcestershire youngster rang out from the Radcliffe Road stand in a tribute both profoundly poignant and forever precious.
Fittingly, it was childhood friend and fellow Worcestershire academy graduate Henry Cullen, who sealed victory with just two balls to spare, sending his teammates and supporters into an unadulterated, unbridled and unrivalled frenzy.
Alongside him in the middle was Matthew Waite, who made the selfless decision to skip his brother’s wedding in order to participate in the final, such is his commitment to the Worcestershire cause.
Memories that will last a lifetime, that is what it is all about.
The challenges and adversity put in front of the club would be enough to break even the strongest soul, but some way, somehow, every setback has galvanised this group, forging them tighter.
The defeats, the damage, the disappointment that has threatened to cause lasting harm in recent years made Saturday more than just a trophy, it is a beautiful reminder that togetherness and desire will always prevail.
Just rewards for everyone connected to this beautiful place we call home.
A remarkable day for a truly remarkable club.
The last hurrah of the season beckons this week, but even with the coloured kit and white ball stowed away until next summer, the memories of one of the finest days in the county’s existence will remain front and centre.
As has been sung so passionately by the victorious squad in the dressing room throughout this year’s competition and the whirlwind summer of 50-over cricket comes to an end, it is indeed safe to say, the Worcester boys are happy…
Until next year.