The county ground, Northampton, early September. One of the world’s best bowlers, Anil Kumble, is tying the green-helmeted Worcestershire batsmen up in knots. I have paid ?2 for the privilege of watching.
The weather was lousy and only about three hours of play was possible. But it still seemed remarkable value to see Northamptonshire’s Indian leg-spinner wheel away for 17 overs. Especially when I had the run of the sodden Northampton ground. There were, I guess, 200 other spectators.
How can this be good for English cricket? How can county cricket clubs survive on the meagre proceeds that sessions such…
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