Frame 27: Wherever I Lay My Cue - It's New Year's Eve and even by the low standards of Me1 vs Me2 snooker this is a tired and rambling affair: the players too knackered to line up their shots and the commentators too exhausted to describe how bad they are. In any decent universe you'd never get to hear this, someone would intervene and insist that it was destroyed and that the person responsible be sent away for a long rest (no pun intended). But there is no one to stop this and if you want to stay in one of the dwindling band of people who have heard every second of this atrocity against humanity then you are forced to endure it. And it's worth it, because there is an unexpectedly thrilling denouement. Who will claim the title of winner of the last frame of the year? There's only one way to find out. Listen to this or ask someone who has listened to tell you. Or go and look on Mike Stoner's website. That's right. Just one way to find out. Happy New Year. What snookering delights will occur in 2013? Will we all still be doing this in another year's time? Oh God. No.