So it ended not with a bang, and barely even a whimper.
It just ended — drearily, unsatisfactorily and, by the time Pierre Brousset had occasion to blow his whistle for the 1000th time, mercifully.
There was no mic drop as Scott Robertson and his band of merry men head into summer, just a crackling st…
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