Cricket: My Part in its Downfall

It was an object without peer. The Stuart Surridge cricket bat was right up there with a light saber in terms of sheer awesomeness. Indeed, had Luke Skywalker been clutching one of the Surridge family’s finest, he probably could have knocked Darth Vader off in half an hour rather than needing the best part of three whole films.

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