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ROSES went unwatered, dogs went unwalked, wives went unwanted. Well, this was the third day of an Ashes Test at Lord's and the penultimate day of the Open. Armchair athletes stuck to television remotes like they were life support machines, desperate to see every hook, jab and cut. It's been exhausting, channel hopping.
The allure of Lord's was clear, and the prospect of Ricky Ponting trudging back to the pavilion, preferably after a dismissal he'd whinge about. Back when Australia were good, the skipper had the infuriating swagger of George Bush. Now he exudes all the sunny ease of Gordon Brown with toothache, wallowing in a victimhood once associated with England captains. After Andrew Strauss failed to enforce the follow-on we settled for Ponting muffing a run-out and spilling a catch. His bowlers - recipients for two days of the Ponting glower - were studies in misery. Top entertainment.See the full content of this document
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Second Glance Forget the Wife, Hang On to the Remote Control It's Tv Heaven As the Second Ashes Test and the Open Near Their Finales
Strauss's decision also afforded us a reminder of how fearsome Ian Botham was when he was 'Beefy' rather than just pork...
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