Don’t think I am going mad.
I’ve been watching a bit of the Masters Snooker on TV.
Dad loved playing snooker, & both mum & dad loved watching it over the years. So that is probably where my (intermittent) love for the game must have originated. My favorite player is Mark Williams, who twenty years ago was winning titles left right and centre, & has had better luck in the last few years- after a fallow period in his 30’s.
So I was sat watching Mark Williams in the Semi Finals playing Barry Hawkins earlier today & John Virgo was one of the commentators. Dad used to think John was a bit over excitable. If you listen to him you would know what I mean. In fact that is why he has had such a long career as a sports commentator . He builds the audience into a real crescendo. Dad hated this.
He would complain- driving mum mad with all the comments!
So as I watched the game today I could hear his voice clearly from previous years- or indeed from only this time last year. It was lovely.