In the
New Zealand Herald, David Leggat writes about the Lord's experience, its slope and stuffiness, and its tradition and its rigidity.
To quote John "Fingers" Fingleton, an MCC stalwart: "I cannot ever recall experiencing the pavilion ... so crammed with such predominantly repulsive, ill-behaved, apologies-for-members-of-the-human-race, what I would regard as The Great Unwashed.
"I have never recognised so few of my fellow members in the pavilion at any previous match. The Long Bar was jammed to capacity with mobs of ill-dressed, screaming yobbos - and that was just the men."'