In my youth, I used to watch cricket at Hedingley (I'm surprised that you can remember - Ed). Or, should I say I tried to watch cricket. I remember one test match where I sat there for three hours, bent down to pick up something off the floor, and missed the only action of the day. Bugger!
And today? I was watching the last day of the match between England and Australia, which was quite exciting, when Jan called me for lunch. I walked out to the terrace and, as I did so, Australia lost a wicket. As I ate lunch they lost another. I don't have much luck with this game! They don't deserve my support.
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