Review: Preston's Freddie Flintoff is on to a winner with his new BBC show turning lads into lions
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With almost half the England men’s cricket team being privately educated, Flintoff – who learned his game at Preston’s Ribbleton Hall High School – wanted to pass on his love for the sport.
Not put off by the dismissive attitude of his pal Nigel, who runs a boxing gym for youngsters in Manchester’s Moss Side – or the blank faces of the kids when asked if they know who Flintoff is – Freddie heads for Preston’s Broadfield Estate, where he tries to cajole a load of youngsters put put down their phones, take off their Puffa jackets and pick up a bat.
A lot of his recruits have trouble at school, like 15-year-old Sean, who likes nothing better than hanging out on Moor Park chugging vodka.
But by the end of the first episode, they are starting to enjoy themselves, and seem to have bonded as a team.
What really shines through is Flintoff’s passion for the game which made him, and the honest desire to pass on that passion and do something with his renown, his knowledge and his obvious pride in his home city.
“I’ve only seen cricket from one angle,” he says, “I’d do anything to win, but with this, I might have to adjust what I think a win is.”
On the basis of this show, he’s on to a winner already.
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