Things I screamed out whilst watching the cricket on Sat/yesterday (and into today)...

(NB: Largely to myself as I was with three men who do not understand/care about cricket.)


"6-46!! 6-46!!" This was accompanied by me getting up and dancing around the livingroom.


"First hat-trick for England in a Test since Sidebottom in 2009!"


"Best batters in the world bowled out for under 300 for the third time in a row!"


"I LOVE BROAD!!"


"5-0 in 16 balls!"


"Cook out for 5 - what happened to the Cooky of the Ashes? The immovable object? The run-machine?"


"Strauss again gone for a start but not a score. Merde. Both opening batsmen out again..."


"I LOVE BELL!"


"Come on Bell!"


"What? He's out? But that's... he wasn't... he was half way off the field! The umpires called for tea! Boooo!!"


"That's not cricket!"


"Is that Bell? He's back? What the deuce? Dhoni withdrew his appeal... for the good of the spirit of cricket? Oh good man, Dhoni."


"Look at those scores... Bell - 159; Pieterson - 63; Morgan - 70; Prior - 73; Bresnan - 90; Broad - 44 (from 32 balls). Beautiful stuff."


"England finish the innings with 544. That's 478 for India to win the match - the highest second innings run-chase in Test history!"


Granted, these last few were screamed in my head as I'm at work but WHAT an amazing couple of days of cricket. England now have a day and half to bowl an uninspired, nay crushed, Indian side out. Best batsmen in the world? With a tail like that, Tendy not on any form, and their spirits crushed (perhaps giving Bell his place back in the interests of the spirit of cricket sapped the Indian players dry of their team spirit), I'm predicting victory tomorrow morning at the latest.


Who cares about the football season starting or Arsenal's predicted placement gloom? I have this beautiful Test series between the two best teams in the world and the US Open to get my teeth into. I am in sporting heaven.


I think we're going to win this series 3-0 (with a draw at Edgbaston). I have thought this from the beginning but was too afraid to write it. Not because I didn't want to be wrong, but because usually when I say things like that the opposite happens and I always feel responsible. I am being brave and it is written. We shall see, eh?


Oh my Lordy... Just screamed this in my head also:


"Broad strikes again! Dravid (danger man) edges a beauty that is caught neatly and as ever by Matty Prior. HOWZAAAAA!!"


I'll keep you blogged...