So, I wasn’t at the game tonight. I can’t quite believe I’m saying this after committing to going to as many games as possible this season, but there was nothing to play for, I expected we’d lose – and I’m fed up with watching us lose – and I got invited to a dinner at Oxford that I thought would make good fodder for my Spectator column. Charlie couldn’…
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