Don't care what happens.
I'm cricketed out.
The WIndies (sorry, Stanford Super Stars) took team England out for 99!! T'was as if they hardly tried.
Great to see Gayle and Fletcher win (and thanks to Ch•v*••r I saw it all - despite his forced relocation).
Hey Chris - can you stump up a few 'dólare$$$' for the cab fare home, 'mate' ?
England's hubris came back to haunt them. I don't think the match was thrown, the look of abject desolation shared by the entire team told me that. The E(W)CB hierarchy didn't protect or instruct the team, and they were basically hung out to dry in the sweltering heat at Coolidge.
I feel real sympathy for James Anderson and Ryan Sidebottom, in particular. Easier for them to share 'nothing', and no-one in the world can blame them for England being humiliated on what turned out to be a world stage on Saturday night. Also kudos to Alistair Cook, who truthfully stated that the money was indeed a factor - an offence for which he got slapped down in very short order by Peter Moores. I wonder if the coach can now 'take any positives' out of this débâcle for poor England...
Cricket is alive, but a little less pristine than before.
And life goes on.
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