It's not as though we haven't suffered plenty at their hands over the years, is it. **** 'em.
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It's not as though we haven't suffered plenty at their hands over the years, is it. **** 'em.
Oddly enough, I was reminded by the fact that my daughter will be going to university this autumn that we had a home series against the Windies the summer before I went to university. It was Richards' last tour and the end of the great Windies sides. We drew the series with them for the first time in decades and it felt like an amazing achievement.
And now they're rubbish and we can beat them without breaking a sweat. Sad. :-(
Yes, but that's just football. And besides, no-one ever hated the West Indies. Not in the way everyone hated the dominant Aussie side of the 90s. One could admire the great West Indian teams while simply accepting that they were going to give England a bloody good hiding.
I certainly hated the fact that we didn't compete against them, same with the Australians. And no-one ever cried for us when we were losing every game, did they. As I say, **** 'em. This is all just your leftiness, anti-Englishness, shining through.
Viv Richards is actually a relative of a family friend; met him many times, when I was a nipper.
I have a chum who will only ever have Cape Coloureds as his chefs. "Man," he says, "those boys can cook, but they're so ugly! They're a total ginitic miss."
I can certainly vouch for the veracity of the first part of his theory, but reject the second, knowing, as I do, a most delightful lady of such heritage. Large bosoms and an enthusiasm for Michael Jackson.
The only one I've met up close is Herschelle Gibbs and he is quite ugly. No idea about his cooking.
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