Start it with stupid pointless and uncontrollable giant balloons.
Add just enough rain to get rid of any crappy embarrassing opening ceremony.
Then make sure the hosts lose to a team of nobodies (and dirty dirk).
I’ve been to a lot of cricket in my life, but sitting at Lord’s in a crowd of English as the Dutch team chased down the total was the best feeling I have ever had watching a cricket match.
And I have seen test and one day hat tricks, Victorian title wins, Australian world cup wins, and all sorts of other shit like that, but watching a minnow beat England at home in the opening match of the tournament was just fucking amazing.
It was all fucking magical.
And Dirk, he opened the world t20 tournament, and then helped beat the Poms.
What a fucken ending.
Last ball, Broad, me screaming, and then fucking ecstasy.
When I can finally conjure up some words I will explain it better, but to give you an idea, I screamed so hard at the end I almost started throwing up.
I will never forget the feeling watching this game.