It's a magnificent spot for Test cricket

A few mates and I just got back from cricketing heaven and hell on the banks of Logan Park in Dunedin.

It's a magnificent spot for Test cricket, small but perfectly formed, and furnished with the fundamental requirement for Test cricket in Aotearoa: an almost all-encompassing grass embankment. (I often hear people describe the Oval as "intimate", but I don't know why, as it certainly didn't seem familiar, private or personal.)

Nestled between rows of tall trees, beneath a quarry and in the shadow of the fantastic Forsyth Barr Stadium: I can understand why Ross Dykes raves about this place. Not that it's an easy spot to get to.
Having been pillaged for hundreds of dollars on the flight-booking front, one of our platoons was struck by lightning en route from Auckland, and my flight from Wellington erupted in a chorus of boos as the pilot announced that fog around Momona International Airport could see us diverted to Invercargill. After a $90 cab ride in from the airport and $45 to get inside, expectations were high.
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We were speaking with the security team at the front gate, having meandered down the tree-lined avenue at the entrance to the ground. "Aren't you allowed to bring booze in?" Jeremy asked the security guard. "Not really," said the pragmatic chap searching bags. "But you do pay a lot for drinks in there, so we're not going to be stupid about it." High-fives all round.