Which British sporting tradition would you most miss if it disappeared tomorrow?

A 170-year-old rowing showdown that somehow still draws hundreds of thousands to the riverbanks every spring. Equal parts sport and social occasion.

A fortnight of queuing, Pimm's, and polite applause on Centre Court. The strawberries are practically a national institution at this point.

The weekend non-league heroes get their shot at Premier League royalty, often on a frozen pitch in front of the cameras. Pure romance.

A full fixture list the day after Christmas, treated as sacred by fans and resented by managers. No other league does it quite like this.

For one Saturday in April, the entire country picks a horse based on its name and watches Aintree like their tenner depends on it. Because it does.