When we were at the Ashes, we were two pricks at the Ashes.
We’re not at the Ashes anymore, and two pricks at a random location in London doesn’t work as well.
So we’ve renamed the show, we’re now the Chuck Fleetwood-Smiths.
Chuck was a drunk, star, Victorian, crazy man, wrist spin god and spent a good deal of his later life as a homeless bum. This makes him the perfect cricketer to name a tiny little internet show after.
In our minds we want to be Chuck bowling Bradman, in reality we’re closer to homeless bums, and we’re happy with both.
Here is the first new show, it has boxes, a Tooting ice cream store, cricket chat and mundane touring photos. It’s pure Chuck.