Eddie Paynter died during a test match, from syphilis.
The doctor had pronounced him dead at 6am, and everyone mourned, but the cricket went on.
In the afternoon England found themselves in trouble at 6/216, but into the changeroom walks Eddie fucken Paynter.
No one could believe it.
Apparently he was in the morgue and some of the attendants had the radio on, and upon hearing the score he came back to life to help England win.
Even though he was dead earlier that day, he went on to make 184.
He was awarded an MBE for this effort (back in the day before they were handed out with breakfast cereal).





