I didn’t go , first one I’ve not bought a ticket for , for some time . Obviously I missed a belter and another tie ! Are you going to write a review Husky ?
A quick review I guess, as the games come thick and fast, as I type we are batting at home to Worcs (looks like 183 is on the cards again)
Got to the ground over an hour before the start (which is unusual for me) but the metro was already rammed. Bloody freezing too especially before the warmth of the surging crowd and beer (of course) kicks in.
Hadn´t been to Old Trafford for a while (due to the 2019 August games being rained off (the typical 11 month and 2 weeks English winter time) and the ensuing plandemic). Needless to say things had changed a bit in 3 plus years . . .
On ground approach from the metro station it was about as inviting as a Coldtitz prison/an abattoir with all the terrible metal fences herding the cattle towards the entry gates watched by the many (too many) guards in their pound shop hi viz jackets.
Food was crap and expensive (£6.95 for a tiny burger) as expected. Beer was crap and expensive (now up to £5.50 a pint of that watered down Amstel crap) as expected. Perhaps the worst thing was that they have joined the many places that do not accept cash - this was made worse by the fact that the "system was down" at one of the bars and at the other one it took about 10 minutes to buy a beer due to "connectivity issues" . . . do they take cash? NO, as I flashed the £20 note and said it would be so much quicker and easier to pay in cash. Anyway I had already drank half a beer so by the time the machine came back online I had ordered another (maybe that is a deliberate tactic)?
Never heard that stupid snowflakey message they kept repeating on at the start about "discrimination will not be tolerated IN ANY FORM blah blah"", so that must be new thing. Fortunately this did not stretch to things like "Sheep shaggers, We all hate Leeds scum and Jimmy Saville is one of your own" as was belted out at regular intervals in the Fosters Party Stand.
As for the game. I had never heard of our new signing David as I have zero interest in the IPL, but the guy next to me informed me that he is "Siggaporean? born in Hong Kong" or something more of a 19 off 5 balls kind of guy and very immobile in the field. Which is alright for T20 betting I guess and he actually did better than that. . .
I was hoping for 200 at one stage but the innings tailed off a bit (I literally cannot remember a Lancs game where we finished better than we started). Though I guess Rashid bowled pretty well.
Still, 183 was enough, right? Well, almost.
Same guy next to me said he things Villas is a shit captain, and pointed out that he must have miscalculated as our best T20 bowler Parkinson did not even bowl his full allocation. WTF?
More drink (thanks to the mate of the guy next to me I was able to give him some cash and he want to the bar - good lad - and no extra money spent on the service to seat ticket), 100 partnership, Dropped catch(es), only 3 wickets down. . .it was looking ropey for Lancs, even though the run rate never seemed to drop below 2 a ball (so there was always hope).
Then of course 13 to win off the last over - a decently bowled one wins you the game. But that dodgy no ball was the difference. . . . Game over!?!?
Well with one ball to go and only 1 to win with the set batsman on 70 odd on strike the beer fuelled Yorkshites really chirped up as it was their game. Then . . . . the wonder ball (well, still haven´t seen it back) but looked like a perfect yorker from my side on view.
Cue many celebrations and the usual drunks that even thought Lancs had won (as they did not register the no ball).
Weird one! As both sets of fans had a right to be disappointed . . . Then ran off for the tram as those that have been know the score, if you do not manage to get on the platform first up you can be waiting what seems like ages. . . .