Little more to add to the tidal wave of publicity which has accompanied England's retention of The Ashes on Australian soil.
Not only did we retain the trophy however - merely drawing the series would have been sufficient to achieve that target - we won the series 3 - 1, winning three test matches by an innings, which for the uninitiated, is a thrashing.
We have effectively mauled the Australians on their own soil. They hate it; they really, really hate it.
Which makes our victory all the sweeter, because as any sports fan will attest, there is nothing as awful as an Australian bragging about his country's latest sporting success; magnanimity in victory is a concept utterly lost on them.
So well done England and roll on 2013...
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Now I can't stand cricket but even I stayed up with the radio to hear the getting whupped. Its good being English.
Ponting's crumpled and sad little face is one of my abiding memories. Always good to see. That and the sprinkler dance that seems one step from urinating on the cooling corpse of Aussie cricket.
Ha! Now that I've finished laughing, I shall plagiarise your last comment quite shamelessly, because I wish I'd said it in the first place!
'Urinating on the cooling corpse of Aussie cricket'.
Class.
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