rational geekery

I’m utterly shattered after yesterday’s travels and staying up until gone three to watch England’s batting crumple in the third test. Actually, I missed the collapse by about 10-minutes, as when I finally went to bed (knowing I have work at nine), Flintoff was on 48, and both he and Pietersen were motoring along quite nicely. However as my climbed between my sheets Flintoff got himself clean bowled by Shane Warne on 51, and the English tail, for now surely Geraint Jones is part of the tail, was killed off for five runs. Of course the run-chase was always futile, but England’s top order looked like giving the Aussies a bit of a fright and that’s always nice.

I’m not sure if I should have stayed up for those extra ten minutes. Yes I could have seen the wickets; but surely, going to bed on that threadbare dream of a fight back, was better than watching a sting of English batsmen trundling back to a pavilion they have only just vacated.

Normal tygerland service will resume tomorrow.