Nets tonight. You know what I'm really looking forward to? No, it's not that dreaded first ball which pitches 8 yards down the track before hurtling into the side netting, nor even the inevitable stream of full bungers, bouncers and beamers from the Sheik, no it's that delightful feeling we'll get tomorrow morning, when for some inexplicable reason our backs, legs and sides have seized up and we can't walk straight. A bit like a night out with Scoop, Ricardo and the vodka red bull in fact ...