This journal’s gongs are, rightly, recognised the world over, and justly so of course. Sadly, however, this column’s Sporting Awards, which would normally be presented around this time of year, have had to be cancelled because they were all going to Laura Trott.
The problem with 2012 was that you could either enjoy the greatest sporting year in the history of mankind, or you could have a job, but you couldn’t possibly do both. But if you were considering full-time employment next year, forget it.
For a start, it will be the ultimate anti-Pom year Down Under, with a Lions tour and back to back Ashes. Bring them on. It’s one of the great rivalries: we only play the Germans at football, we play the convicts at everything. So looking on the brightest of sides, here’s a taste of what’s coming.
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