Nothing is better than a romantic test match.
Something tropical, laid back, with music, and Sulieman Benn.
And we had it.
But the Viv ground is a hopeless romantic.
It forgot the flowers.
Misplaced the present.
Didn’t know it was the 14th.
And pretty much ruined the most holy day of the year, valentines day.
Now on saturday night, when we should be watching the cricket with our little lady/little man/ little blow up doll/ little butt plug, we will be watching some post 911 rom com where Jennifer Aniston and Dermot Mulroney walk past the word trade centre and sigh, before breaking up, getting back together, breaking up, and then shagging on the American flag as a Phil Collins song plays.
Thanks Antigue, you have ruined my foreplay methods, like most men, I can’t get laid without showing the ladies a test match.
