Get a Hundred

End of season anxiety disorder has taken hold. The symptoms? A nothing to look forward to glaze in your eyes and jambes lourdes brought on by fear of  the unanswerable: what’s the point of winter? Another brilliant Finchley deck; bowled by a thirteen year old on it. After the game, the kid bowled for another hour in the nets. And they say youth is wasted on the young.

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