I quite enjoyed last night's venture into The Hundred. It was competitive up until the last 10 balls or so. It's not cricket though. Kids doing Mexican waves and people whipping up the crowd aren't really me...I'm too old and grumpy.
The major impression was what a massive money spinner the whole thing is. The Oval was PACKED! As it's impossible to park and public transport is so good, the bars were doing major business, as were the food stalls. The drinks were ****ing expensive too - I paid £14 for a pint of IPA and an underwhelming pint of cider. I settled for a bag of peanuts for m'dinner.
The best bit of the evening was meeting an old mate in the bar beforehand. He always had a 'major thing' for Mrs B...and despite putting some time and effort into impressing her, never got anywhere. Eventually he packed up his disappointment and married a child 13 years his junior...who is now divorcing him and taking him to the cleaners
Do the Germans have a word for schadenfreude?
The major impression was what a massive money spinner the whole thing is. The Oval was PACKED! As it's impossible to park and public transport is so good, the bars were doing major business, as were the food stalls. The drinks were ****ing expensive too - I paid £14 for a pint of IPA and an underwhelming pint of cider. I settled for a bag of peanuts for m'dinner.
The best bit of the evening was meeting an old mate in the bar beforehand. He always had a 'major thing' for Mrs B...and despite putting some time and effort into impressing her, never got anywhere. Eventually he packed up his disappointment and married a child 13 years his junior...who is now divorcing him and taking him to the cleaners

Do the Germans have a word for schadenfreude?
