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Ooh, my aching head . . .
but I don't care!

What a series. What fantastic effort, resolve, will to win on both sides.
The Spirit of Botham can finally rest - long live King Freddie.

Hats off to the Aussies - they were clearly second best in all but one test match, but that didn't stop them fighting like starving dogs to retain the Ashes.

Above all, what amazing sportsmanship.
Flintoff consoles Brett Lee . . .
Warne applauds Pietersen . . .

. . . and Ponting puts England into bat at Edgbaston.

Marvellous.

Once a jolly batsman stood in a cricket crease
Wielding a lump of an old willow tree
And he laughed and he watched and he waited while the aussies bowled
You’ll come a hitting the boundaries with me


Hitting the boundaries, hitting the boundaries
You’ll come a hitting the boundaries with me
And he laughed and he watched and he waited while the aussies bowled
You’ll come a hitting the boundaries with me


Up came an aussie known for his speedy bowls
Eyed up the wickets and let fly with glee
Then he watched and he cringed and he grumbled when the ball flew by
You’ll come a taming the Shanie with me


Taming the Shanie, taming the Shanie
You’ll come a taming the Shanie with me
Then he watched and he cringed and he grumbled when the ball flew by
You’ll come a taming the Shanie with me


Then all down to London with Aussies still all filled with bull
‘It’s only a glitch we will win, you see’
But we grinned as we watched as the aussies crumbled at the crease
You’ll come a winning the ashes with me


Winning the Ashes, winning the Ashes
You’ll come a winning the Ashes with me
But we grinned as we watched as the aussies crumbled at the crease
You’ll come a winning the ashes with me


So off to your homeland and leave the Ashes here with us
Back behind the bar, that’s where you should be
Serving real beer to the rulers of your colony
You’ll come a winning the ashes with me


Winning the Ashes, winning the Ashes
You’ll come a winning the Ashes with me
Serving real beer to the rulers of your colony
you,ll come a winning the ashes with me

Oh, shut up.

Not sure if you've seen this before . . .a must for all QPR fans . . .
http://www.kontraband.com/show/show.asp?ID=1000