Super Sopper, why have you forsaken us?

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The Super Sopper just sort of chills on the outfieldMany will blame the abandonment of today’s one-day international between England and the West Indies on the weather and Headingley’s new £600,000 drainage system (which apparently won’t reach its full potential until later in the year for some reason).

We don’t. We lay the blame firmly at the door of the Super Sopper.

For years and years, the hallowed Super Sopper has dried cricket pitches with consummate efficiency; sponging up rainwater in its big rollers and then pissing it over the boundary rope into some unseen depository. Why would it fail us now, unless through spite?

The Super Sopper clearly sees hugely expensive drainage as a threat and is protesting by doing a half-arsed job.

Curse you, Super Sopper. Curse you to heck.


Mike Gatting wasn't receiving the King Cricket email when he dropped that ludicrously easy chance against India in 1993.


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  1. I like the naughty cars in the background, Ged, flirting through the fence. It looks like real love, in a forbidden way.

    And they are conspicuously indifferent to the efforts in the front but I don’t think that counts.

  2. Are you watching Daisy wrestling with the mini sopper and shouting encouragement whilst downing a can or two and stroking your tie, Ged?

  3. Nearly, Ceci.

    Actually I was in the nets nearly having my head knocked off by a medium pacer who was struggling for control in rather spicy post-rain conditions.

    I bought a helmet straight after that experience and have worn it for batting ever since. That looks pretty excessive against most of the bowling I face in scratch cricket, especially given my limited abilities with the bat, but it looks mighty fine as I stride out to the crease.

    But I digress

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