A vibrantly challenging final in Barbados today (Saturday) might at least — and at last — put a smile on the face of cricket’s dismally tedious World Cup. The England team will doubtless be watching at home, behind closed curtains. Let’s hope their new coach has more oomph and isn’t such a stubborn sourpuss as his predecessor who allowed the rot to set in on top of that Trafalgar Square bus 19 months ago. Enough said; except don’t say you hadn’t been warned in this corner even before the gruesome Ashes winter began. Meanwhile, hooray for a languidly normal olde-tyme summer, but don’t doze off at the back there because in early September begins another prolonged World Cup — rugby union’s in France could be just as fitfully a flickering 44-day endurance test as cricket’s was in the Caribbean.
British rugby is in manic rehearsal mode.
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