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Part of what makes our most cherished memories of cricket so special, be it a magisterial innings or an unplayable spell of bowling, is the recollection of where the action took place. Those blazing centuries Barry Richards used to score before lunch; Dennis Compton breaking Jack Hobb's record in 1947 with his 17th hundred of the season; that session by Frank Tyson that was the fastest anyone in the ground had ever witnessed - such moments were special not just because we witnessed them but because of where we witnessed them. In this beautiful book, Chris Arnot goes in search of the most beloved lost cricket grounds up and down Britain. |
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