Here is a Bligh's eye view of Sails from The World Championships.
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Three British Liners block the narrows as the two French 74s attempt to break through.
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Close up and personal. My Commodore goes aboard the British Admirals 74.
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Captain Blighzon scrapes past into the open water.
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Whilst my Commodore takes all the flack.
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And eventually goes down gloriously.
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It is now three to one but the British need to come about.
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A serious tactical discussion ensues.
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With many flag hoists.
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None of the British notice Cyril the Squirrel making off with their supply's of Toblerone.
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Meanwhile the British Squadron tries to come about in the narrows as I make off in the distance.
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One 74 manages to run aground.
That makes it two to one.
My damage is not looking too bad, so I come about and try to make a run for home down the far side of the island.
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Unluckily for me one 74 manages to get out of Irons and sails towards my ship.
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Just before I can make the Island he gets across my stern an delivers a raking broadside, forcing me to strike.
How unlucky is that!
Blighzon.