Thought Id start this one going because its rather dead on this board at the moment and I suppose all my usual muckers are either at the Stella tennis event watching Dim Tim (lose again) or at Henly Regatta eating cucumber sandwiches (they wish,...NOT).
Anyway please feel free to just talk to yourself blast away and let it go on any company or subject you wish. Just wish Id thought of this one before.
You can keep the carribean. Go anywhere in my home patch of Yorkshire and you will think you're in the third world (with apologies to Monty pythons meaning of Life)
Well here we are, Saturday again. ITS CRICKET DAY. Ahhh the sound of the greasepaint and the smell of the crowd! The sound of leather on willow (occaisionally when we're batting), the chance when bowling to rub your genitals in public without getting arrested, the opportunity to make it 6 in a row. And I confidently predict we will wallop Horbury Bridge, to move into safety from relegation. I turned down a lot of money to play for Rothwell today instead of turning out for some dodgy team called England at Edgebaston, so here's hoping I made the right choice.