I was thinking (like a sellik man taking a bath, not done well, but surprising to see it happen at all) during the early morning monsoon in Glasgow,
about the world's favourite underdogs, Lincoln Red Imps. Suppose, I thought, the Imps were holding the advantage at the piggery tonight, say, 0 - 0, 1 - 1,
whatever, at, say, around the 73rd minute or thereby, when the heavens opened again, which looks far from unlikely, flooding the pitch, washing away the main stand,
backing up the sewers, ruining makeup and outfits (rendering Brenda's special friend unplayable), and causing the abandonment of the match.
Would the tie be awarded to Gibraltar's Finest?