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England, why England?
Jul. 31st, 2008 12:31 pmMike Selvey in the Guardian writes with the voice of a desperate man:
Watching England was a painful experience yesterday. Extracting your own pancreas with a knife and fork could not be more so. The promise of an opening stand of 68 ended unfortunately when Andrew Strauss trod on his stumps - as if England have not discovered enough ways to get out in recent times - and was followed by a decline and fall of the middle and lower orders of such magnitude it might have been recorded by Gibbon.
What the hell are the management playing at? The top order have forgotten how to bat, and the captain isn't worth his place, but do we worry? Oh no, because you see, Collingwood has got lots of character.
Who cares? Today is my last day at work for a week and a half. Alas, the jubilation is slightly marred by this afternoon's need to (a) work out something complicated on the website and (b) buy a strapless bra.
Watching England was a painful experience yesterday. Extracting your own pancreas with a knife and fork could not be more so. The promise of an opening stand of 68 ended unfortunately when Andrew Strauss trod on his stumps - as if England have not discovered enough ways to get out in recent times - and was followed by a decline and fall of the middle and lower orders of such magnitude it might have been recorded by Gibbon.
What the hell are the management playing at? The top order have forgotten how to bat, and the captain isn't worth his place, but do we worry? Oh no, because you see, Collingwood has got lots of character.
Who cares? Today is my last day at work for a week and a half. Alas, the jubilation is slightly marred by this afternoon's need to (a) work out something complicated on the website and (b) buy a strapless bra.