This weekend’s gloriously sunny Saturday saw me pay my first ever visit to Lord’s. The occasion was a pre-ICC tournament warm-up between Australia and Pakistan, and despite the exorbitant ticket prices (especially considering it was only a friendly), almost every Australian I’d ever met in London was there too, along with many more I hadn’t met besides (if you’d wanted to pick a good day to start burgling houses in the Shepherd’s Bush, Acton and Fulham areas of London, Saturday would surely have been it). Not only was this my first visit to Lord’s, but actually the first time I’d been to see a live professional cricket match. I had often wondered how anyone could sit around all day watching a game in which so little happens, but it turns out that most people get around this small flaw by spending 90% of the proceedings drinking, chatting, eating, and only actually concentrating on events on the field when called upon to shout, cheer, and wave a large advert for NatWest with a big number 4 written on it (or the advert for mortgages on the other side, depending on how drunk you are by this point).
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