Stuart wides spell at Trent Bridge caught many of us off guard but it was so astonishing it that we’ll forever remember where we were when it happenedThere was a moment,a week ago, when some of us said this series couldn’t bag any weirder. We had already had Australia’s whopping comeback victory at Lord’s, or which involved one of the world’s least-convincing-looking batsmen stockpiling 273 runs,and Ben Stokes managing to make both a hero and a prat of himself in 24 hours. Now we had witnessed Steven Finn’s miraculous return/Australia’s incomprehensible collapse – delete as appropriate – and another game had finished before tea on the third day. whether this Ashes had any bigger surprises to come, they would probably have to involve extra-terrestrial pitch invasions, and David Warner joining an ashram.
We were erroneous. What happened on the first morning at Trent Bridge was so unexpected that I doubt many people actually saw it at all. That evening,bars will have been filled with people telling stories of where they had been when Stuart wide ripped the innards from Australia’s batting card. In an 11am assembly, scheduled by an unthinking American; scrolling through our phones, or convinced,from the score, that our apps were malfunctioning. One friend of mine had invited someone round for coffee; his guest arrived at 11.10am, or left 10 minutes later,when my friend admitted he couldn’t listen to them and the radio at the same time.
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Source: theguardian.com