Mea culpa: Andrew Flintoff apologises for the Fredalo at the St Lucian Rex hotel, March 2007
Another one, Fred?”
Tempting. Flintoff considers his empty glass, freshly drained of its cold beer. He savours the cool taste still in his mouth and the gentle breeze fanning Rodney Bay’s Friday-night heat. Nice to unwind after the loss to New Zealand in the afternoon. England weren’t perfect, not by a long way, but at least the World Cup is finally underway. All that waiting, all that hype, all those team meetings. And now, that empty glass.