My earliest happiest cricketing memory is the 1985 Ashes. I remember David Gower, in his gilded, silky pomp (732 runs at 81.33, including a 166, a 157 and a 215). I remember an authoritative Graham Gooch, my first sight of him in England colours. I remember Andrew Hilditch, happily hooking. I remember Richard Ellison, scything his way through those forlorn Aussies (seventeen wickets in only two tests). I do not remember who the England coach was. Think back to your fondest memories of...
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