Bloody hell. We have just taken an almighty battering of Chelsea. 7-2. A patched up team we may have turned out but there must have been a fair bit wrong today. A long hard second half to the season looms. Touch and go to stay up, we need a win very quickly.
A sign of getting old is when you enjoy the sight of the snow melting away, leaving the odd dirty mound beside drive ways. It's a relief to be at that stage right now. At least I'll be able to get to Hartlepool without leaving at stupid o'clock in the morning. Mind, if it meant staying there into the distant future I would put up with the early rises! Chance of that looks gone now though, so I'll hang on as long as I can.
My prediction of a 2-0 win for England against SA is sunk in the water. It is said that there are some games where if you win the toss you win the match. This was has been such a game ,except that we won the toss and did exactly what THEY would have done if they had won it. A terrible wasted opportunity, although SA have bowled very well, and , crucially, much faster than our bowlers have.
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