The Masters Champions League begins. Is it an excellent, innovative idea guaranteed to produce high quality sport? Or will it be a load of pissed up old players out on a massive jolly? You decide.
Running the gamut from the distinctly average, to the downright awful, this is how we’ve rated the performances of the English imports in the season’s Big Bash.
Dog needs walking? Christmas decorations need to be put up / taken down? Other half wants to discuss the ‘state of our relationship’? Why not just ignore it all, turn the telly on and watch the Big Bash instead?
International tournaments are about revelling in the very best the game has to offer. But they are equally about mocking the very worst.