Autumn. The cricket season ends. The plants die. Every sunny day is tainted with the thought that it might be the last. On the field there’s the Pro40 and one-day internationals and all there is to look forward to is the Champions’ Trophy. If a cricket tournament could be a November Sunday morning in Redcar, then the Champions’ Trophy would be just that.
We’ll be honest. We’re struggling a bit right now. But don’t worry, we’ve got a ludicrously buoyant post coming up tomorrow that’s all sunshine and positivity. It’s about England’s one-day cricket as a metaphor for life.