So, England did it! Andrew Strauss’ men battled hard – through blood, sweat and tears – beating Ricky Ponting’s boys and winning back The Ashes.
We got our urn back!
I feel very privileged to have been able to witness the series, and have been totally gripped today, watching the Aussie wickets fall.
The England trophy cabinet, which was about to be turned into firewood from lack of use, finally has some silverware to display. The little urn of ashes will no doubt take pride of place on the centre shelf – until next summer, at least, when we’ll win the World Cup.
You have to feel sorry for the Aussie’s – what sport can they boast to be champions at now? They no longer have the Ashes. Football they have always failed at. Their rugby success is long gone (not that I care for egg chasing). I guess they can claim to be quite good at Aussie Rules Football.
I must admit, I did enjoy watching ex-Aussie legend, now TV pundit, Shane Warne, struggle to admit England were the better side. I think the best he managed to choke out was “it was an evenly matched contest” – yes, Shane, that’s why we won.
The Aussie’s no doubt feel like their most famous export – crushed
This blog may seem like I am gloating and milking the victory just a little. Perhaps, but how many times do England actually win anything? We’ll probably lose the next Ashes series (to be played in Australia) 5-0. Let’s enjoy it!
IN-GER-LAND
IN-GER-LAND
IN-GER-LAND
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