I found it hard to get excited about today. Before play, yes, and while Warner was still batting, yes, but once he got out it felt like the potential show was over and nothing really great or really terrible happened after that. The clatter before tea roused one eye open, and I loved Jimmy Anderson's smile at Watto when he caught him, but there wasn't anything really to disturb an afternoon nap. Flat, flat, flat. A drop in pitch, indeed.
So far we are fulfilling the neither-good-nor-bad forecast of the ECB Butternut Squash and Falafel Coronation. More spice!
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