I saw Flintoff in his prime…
...another time, another time.
Yes, yes, yes. I was at the Oval on the fourth day. I saw England gloriously, triumphantly, reclaim the Ashes by taking ten Australian wickets on the fourth day of the fifth Test. I was slap bang square of the wicket as Freddie Flintoff smashed down the stumps to run out Ricky Ponting.
It is ridiculous to invest the amount I do into what is, after all, a game. In lots of other areas of life, I like to think I have a good grasp of perspective, of what is important. Clearly, when it comes to sport I don’t. It is ridiculous to treat a sport this importantly.
But I do. And the more you invest in something, the greater the pay offs are. Seeing us collapse against WI in Jamaica, watching us toil on flat pitches to take twenty wickets in the rest of the Carribean, seeing us labour fruitlessly in the field in Cardiff, and that is before I even mention the ignominy of the 1990s…it just makes moments like this all the sweeter.
For most of the day, I didn’t think we were going to win. At ten past five, with about an hour’s worth of overs left, we still had five wickets to take and whilst I didn’t really think we’d lose, I was resigning myself to watching the moment of victory on TV the next day.
And then – suddenly, gloriously, brilliantly – the last five wickets tumbled and we had won. It was a beautiful day at the Oval. It feels like it has been the only summery day of the summer. I have been to last days at the Oval a couple of times before and there is something incredibly romantic and nostalgic about them – the end of summer, the end of certain players’ careers, the ends of innings, seasons, games, series and eras. The whole day felt magical, unreal. Even now, only a couple of days on, I can’t quite believe I was actually there. I feel now like I am a small part of a great tradition that stretches back through so many great players and matches, right back to the foundation of the Ashes – all those great moments from the past at the Oval, and I have been present for one of them.
So yes, it is completely ridiculous to invest this much in a sport and for it to mean this much to me, but it does.
Amazing.
Daisy Christodoulou
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