Day One – 1st Test, England v Bangladesh, Lords, 27th – 31st May 2010
And so the test of endurance begins. Who can remain awake whilst batting with Jonathon Trott? Five men have tried; four have succumbed to slumbers sweet elixir; only Eoin Morgan survives.
Strauss, dropping down from Division Two of the Championship, scored triple his season’s average. Pietersen, once again proved the punch line to a slow-left armers set up. Bell, tragically trapped in a hole at the crease Trott had been digging with his feet, stood, sad eyes peeping over the brim as his stumps were laid waste.
Trott continued on.
A hundred and seventy five runs in; runs no one will value; runs forever to be discounted by his detractors. Runs still 26 short of Jason Gillespie.
We will continue to watch him bat until he gets bored, or we get bored, or his impression of a chicken tethered to the wicket causes him to be sectioned.
That is our fate in this Test.
In other news, Alistair Cook scored 7 and will be humanely destroyed after the match.
Si’thee later,
Len

May 28, 2010

Comments
Have you no romance? Spring is fading, summer is about to explode, and the familiar sounds that herald a blissful day’s cricket, such as me shouting “Hussain, you great twassock, stop saying ‘he plays his cricket’ who the fuck else’s cricket would he be playing, you twat?” or “It’s twenTy twenTy, not twenny twenny, Atherton, you arse, you should know better”
2 yearss agoAh, how shall it stand before all-resistless Graces ?
I’m a Yorkshireman. I’m nothing but romance.
2 yearss ago