Snakes alive
So the burning question of the day at Trent Bridge was… what exactly is offensive about beer snakes? I just don’t understand really. Think about it… if you were in a pub and went round, picked all the empty glasses up and stacked them all neatly the landlord would thank you very much and offer to buy you a cheeky half after saving him the hassle of glass collecting. In a cricket ground you get kicked out, yep kicked out. The poor bloke who suffered such a fate yesterday looked very bemused and so did we.
It’s not that anyone really thinks they are particularly big or clever, but surely they are harmless? And not only that, but you have to feel sorry for the poor old stewards who have to enforce the rules and in so doing look like a bunch of killjoys. When half the stand is on its feet singing ‘stand up if you hate stewards’ you have to wonder whether looking for alternative employment in McDonalds might be a good idea. Free burgers and no abuse, mmmm where’s my Big Mac?
Having said that, they show a hell of a lot more intelligence than the people who, having seen someone kicked out for building one, then go and build another one. Lessons. Learnt? No.
