Having spent Friday and Saturday tearing my hair out over Arsenal’s inept off-season, yesterday delivered one of the greatest days of sporting action I've ever experienced and a timely reminder of why I bother caring about strangers kicking, throwing and hitting various sized balls.  Where were you when Novak Djokovic beat Roger Federer in the longest ever Wimbledon final? Where were you when half an hour later England won the Cricket World Cup for the first time?  People will ask these questions in years to come and I’ll probably have to finesse an answer to make it sound more interesting than ‘I was sitting at home in my pants simultaneously watching my TV and phone.’  In the...
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