Dreaming of a lfgss meetup at the crucible, approaching midnight in the last session of the final, locked at 17-17 the commentators and players bemused by the repeated shouts of "Go on Mashton!" from a section of the crowd in their unusual but matching summer caps.
Dreaming of a lfgss meetup at the crucible, approaching midnight in the last session of the final, locked at 17-17 the commentators and players bemused by the repeated shouts of "Go on Mashton!" from a section of the crowd in their unusual but matching summer caps.