Cricket and Alias

It's a funny thing, but as the summer progresses and my admiration for Michael Vaughan (who is totally my imaginary cricket star boyfriend, OK) grows ever greater, I also feel a slight softening toward Michael Vaughn; I'm willing to allow that he may not be a complete waste of space, and I'm even slightly interested in his big secret identity plotline. Mostly, though, I really really really want England to win back the Ashes, or at least not fail in utter humiliation.

This post brought to you by day one of the third test.