It doesn't get any closer
Went to my first live Twenty20 cricket match and sat in the SCG's brand-new-boogaloo-flu Victor Trumper* Stand (formerly the Doug Walters Stand and Yabba's Hill). True to the format, it was an exciting spectacle - the Kiwis slogging the final delivery for six to fall a run shy of our total of 150. Adam Voges took an astonishing catch for us where he realised he was gonna carry the ball over the boundary rope but had the nous to throw it straight up in the air. He stepped across the line, stepped back, stumbled, dived forward and regathered. Equally miraculous was the fact the blanket of grey clouds waited until sporting matters were settled before unloading. By the time I joined the bus queue, it was absolutely pouring.
Missing: My DS stylus. Rolled down the back of an armchair and through an inter-universe wormhole. Luckily, I had a spare, courtesy of a PG parcel from yonks ago.
Reading: "Hyper #185".
*Not familiar with VT? I urge you to Google "The Boy Who Killed The Dove" by Arthur Mailey.