Amazon.com description: Product Description: "With apologies to gent opposite," said Clowes, "I must say I don't think much of the team." "Don't apologise to me," said Allardyce disgustedly, as he filled the teapot, "I think they're rotten." "They ought to have got into form by now, too," said Trevor. "It's not as if this was the first game of the term." "First game!" Allardyce laughed shortly. "Why, we've only got a couple of club matches and the return match with Ripton to end the season. It is about time they got into form, as you say." Clowes stared pensively into the fire. "They struck me," he said, "as the sort of team who'd get into form somewhere in the middle of the cricket season." "That's about it," said Allardyce. "Try those biscuits, Trevor. They're about the only good thing left in the place." "School isn't what it was?" inquired Trevor, plunging a hand into the tin that stood on the floor beside him.