Kent County Cricket Club is one of the 18 first class county county cricket clubs which make up the English and Welsh national cricket structure, representing the historic county of Kent. The club's limited overs team is called the Kent Spitfires.
The club plays most of its home matches at the St Lawrence Ground, Canterbury, but also plays some home matches at The County Cricket Ground, Beckenham within the Beckenham area of Bromley in southeast London, and the Nevill Ground, Royal Tunbridge Wells where they host the Tunbridge Wells Cricket Week.
In the 2006 season, Kent finished fifth in Division One of the County Championship while the Spitfires were fifth in the NatWest Pro40 League Division Two.
On 4 August 2007, Kent won the Twenty20 Cup for the first time, defeating co-favourites Sussex in the semi-finals, captain Rob Key hitting 68 not out. In the final they defeated Gloucestershire in a see-saw game where in the final over, chasing 148, they required 13 off the last over, before making it home with 2 balls to spare, Matthew Walker hitting 45 and Darren Stevens hitting 30 not out to see the Spitfires home. Earlier in the final, Ryan McLaren got a hat-trick.
On 27 September 2008, Kent were relegated from the First to the Second Division of the County Championship for the first time.
Read more about Kent County Cricket Club: Honours, Records, Players With Most First-class Appearances, Club Captains
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