ArchiveSeptember 17, 2014

It’s now only three weeks until Kevin Pietersen’s book is published. Across the crickosphere the air hums with the sound of knives being sharpened, loins being girt, hatches being battened down. It is the eve of the war. This won’t be pretty. During the next month or so, we will hear claims and counter claims, perceptions aplenty, and just maybe, some specific and genuine information which sheds light on the ugliest chapter in English cricket history since the rebel tours. On...