There are things that annoyed me yesterday, that I won’t care about tomorrow.
The finale of Ben Stokes’s retirement was fantastical, and at times farcical. In the moments when you let your inner cynic win, Stokes’s main-character mantra can grate. The ninth over of a spell begins in 30C heat and you realise that ah, yes, Ben’s putting on his show again. Everyone look at Ben. The man who prides himself on going to the well, even if a tap’s right there.
