Several years ago I helped a friend move house in Birmingham. To thank me, he took me to Edgbaston on the Sunday to watch a one day match between Warwickshire (the home side) and Worcestershire, which was near where I lived at the time. It was a strange match as Worcestershire didn't make many runs, about 130 from memory, and Warwickshire had got to 80 odd without losing a wicket. Suddenly, wickets started to fall and it got quite exciting. As yet another one fell, I jumped up and cheered - then remembered that I was sitting in the Warwickshire members' enclosure. OOPS. I was lucky not to get thrown out. When the match finished and Worcestershire won, one of the members said, in a very broad Brummie accent, 'well done, your team deserved to win'. He noticed, then!