Glen David Gold's debut novel is a weighty tome, five hundred and sixty pages' worth to be exact. But reading it is no chore. It weaves a dose of fact in and around far heavier doses of fiction and populates a murder mystery in the world of stage magic. The overall effect is impressive. OG recommends to you Carter Beats the Devil.
It is no secret that I am a fan of that dying sporting form, test match cricket. England are having another feckless attempt at hastening the form's demise even though they have of late been quite good at it. England chose to prepare for the first test against the West Indies by playing a couple of meaningless two day matches and nothing else, bar, one assumes, time in the nets. Result: England were yesterday bowled out for 77 by the supposedly weak host team. Negligent, arrogant, call it what you will, it insults the sport. Having said that there is cheer to be had in the West Indian revival, most particularly the two hundred runs scored today by their elegant captain Jason Holder.
Mind you even as I rail against England's hubristic approach to the task at hand, test cricket gives us stuff at which to wonder. Yesterday eighteen wickets fell. Today, same pitch, same weather, no wickets. Cricket lovely cricket.
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