GuyFromLancs
State Vice-Captain
I drank a lot that day but never saw a single ball live. Was at the footy, remember getting constant updates on the way down and then cheering each wicket on TMS on the way back, lifting the gloom from the whites' miserable performance. Then I snapped a fork in half eating my dinner as I settled down to the highlights in an absolute drunken mess. Just remember the astonishment at Freddie's batting, one armed at first. Incredible. WAFG.
My favourite ever game. McGrath getting injured messing about beforehand served as like handicapping a golfer for us. That f*cker was too clincal and only without him did Trescothick get us off to a really good start.
I remember Boycott saying beforehand that 500 was a par score on such a pitch - but even he was pleased - not necessarily with the 407 or whatever it was we posted - but the way we knocked out that score in 76 overs. Symbolising the way we went after them with intent. That day was like a seven hour highlights reel. In fact, that match was ludicrous!
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