bat out of hell. back into hell.

hell is where there's no home.

now THAT's what i call cricket

i'm in love. again. the interest had waned with boring, clinical, undramatic matches. but edgbaston brought back the spark. what a perfect test match. there was *nothing* the coach could do. *nothing* the captain could do. *nothing* the manager could do. it was down to the tailenders to save the match. tantalizing stuff!

http://content.cricinfo.com/engvaus/content/story/215305.html

my heart broke when that silly english wicketkeeper took kasper's wicket. still, glad that it wasn't my man lee that got out. love the aussies. and glad the pommies made such a match out of it.