I was watching England play some local Indian side, "Chennak" or something (not Chennai), and had set them 200 odd to win. First I thought it was a test match, but they wore coloured clothing and I found out it was some 10/10 match organised by the Indian Allen Stanford. While I was bemoaning the end of cricket, England's fielding was dire and missed two run-out opportunities off one delivery. So the Indian Allen Stanford brought himself on (why he was playing for England I have no idea) and with his "medium" pace, putting it charitably, takes a wicket 2nd ball. His half-tracker hitting the top of off stump, inducing a comically early forward-defensive from the batsman. My mate decrees England are certain to win, and turns off the TV.
I wake up before a sex scene can break out.