The Ray Price is not right

I love Ray Price.

As do you.

His face has got quite a special anger about it. Even through a tv he punches you in the face.

That’s special.

Here is a man who survives by being mean, it’s not about talent, just meanness.

I love him, have I said that already?

But he’s gone.

From this tournament, maybe from our lives forever. Maybe he’ll scratch around in some international matches we won’t watch.

And then he’ll be a bowling coach in some english county that doesn’t exist.

But it’s not the same.

I’m a bit sad.

Result: Ray Price is leaving Sri Lanka, and my heart. It’s over. Over. I’ll cry angry tears tonight.