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  • Cricket isn't my favourite sport. Football & tennis, I like.

    But I love going to places I haven't been before, even if it's a cricket ground.

    My brother-in-law is a cricket journalist. A pretty good one at that. Last summer, he was in London to cover the India-England series. Of course, getting a pair of tickets for us to watch the game at the Oval wasn't a problem for him at all - he just asked one of his friends on the cricket team, who had extra passes (the whole team gets a bunch).

    It was a lovely hot summer's day, I remember. Our tickets were in the Hospitality section, courtesy my brother-in-law, so we had access to food and drink for free the whole day in what was impressively titled the India Room. All we had to do was show our wrist tags.

    We had to be dressed formally, being special guests, which wasn't a big deal, even if my black jacket was less than comfortable - I wasn't complaining.

    At the end of the day, we met some friends who'd come for the match as well, near the gates. They'd been in the stands, like proper fans.

    They were in shorts or jeans and t-shirts, and were real cricket fans, discussing the game animatedly.

    I felt like a bit of a fraud.
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