Many 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.