By Chris Charles

Hunter wins epic final

Even by his own racy standards, Paul Hunter's latest 'Plan B' was something special.

Hunter was staring defeat in the face at 6-2 down to Ronnie O'Sullivan in the final of snooker's Masters event.

But the Yorkshire lad knew exactly what to do - summoning fiancee Lindsey Fell to his dressing room to, er, chat about the finer points of his game during the interval.

And if you believe that, you'll believe anything.

But whatever went on behind closed doors - and we could all take a wild stab in the dark - it revitalised Hunter, who went on to win the match 10-9.

It was the 25-year-old's third Masters trophy in four years - and he left no-one in any doubt as to his secret.

"That Plan B's got a lot to answer for!" he said as John Parrott turned a delicate shade of pink. "Lindsey is very good at what she does!"

But how is it that her womanly charms work a treat in Wembley, yet are not so successful in, say, Sheffield?

Well for starters, the dressing rooms at the Crucible are more snug, so there's not so much room for manoeuvre - if you catch the drift.

You can bet the rooms down south are a bit more flash as well. None of your plastic garden furniture here - more your soft lighting, plush carpets, roaring fire, chaise lounge....which all add up to make a girl feel kinda special.

Then there's the temperature. London is traditionally a couple of degrees warmer than anywhere else in Britain - but you can times that by 10 when it comes to Sheffield.

Mmm, jellied eels works every time

And as we all know, fellas, icy temperatures can play havoc with the man downstairs.

Finally there's the food. How on earth you're supposed to get in the mood by feeding one another pie and chips and toad-in-the-hole is anyone's guess