The German playwright Goethe once wrote "It is better to hope than to despair." This self same German playwright never, I will guess, had the hair brained idea of commentating on the Ashes through a cold wintry night in London whilst being in thrall to the England cricket team.
It all started so well. The Test Match Sofa crew arrived in tact, sober and bursting with nervous anticipation. We had gradually convinced ourselves (well most of ourselves), that this series was finally going to result in an English victory against the most stubborn serial sporting winners, in their own backyard.
After all, Australia are ranked fifth in the world. Most of them can't bat, their best bowler is a wayward walking mural with Oedipal issues, their spinner averages 48 in 1st class cricket, and their captain hasn't a clue how to set a field. To compound matters and fan the flames of hope, they'd even dropped Bollinger for the unremarkable talents of Peter Siddle.
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