Nasser's the shining light there.
Grammar school prefect Atherton is the Eddie Howe of cricket commentary (boring school creeps) and Lloyd's 'singing' was cringeworthy.
I watched on the box. You've reminded me of the pain, especially as I found Warwickshire irritating in 'buying success' at that time e.g. poaching Reeve. The silver lining was the later SCCC revolution in getting rid of the old committee, then the Chris Adams era.
Some awful, indisciplined, wayward bowling. Other than the classy Beer and Briggs, who used the old grey matter and concentration in every precious delivery.