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Nemesis! Hubris!
We were at the cricket at the Oval yesterday, my first ever time at a cricket match, and my first time at a sporting event since, um, the opening of the World Student Games sometime in the 90s. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and this despite England not doing terribly well yesterday. The weather was glorious, the seat was comfortable, the people behind were only intermittently irritating, and the sledging was hilarious. My favourite chants of the day were: "There's only two David Gowers" (sung to one of the men sitting behind us, he being a dead ringer), and "Cheerio! Cheerio! Cheerio!" (sung by hitherto silent Australians to Flintoff, departing very soon after a rapturous reception from the England supporters). The whole thing was very blokish, in a nice way.
I have a decent idea of how cricket works (if it doesn't get technical with concepts like "spin"): it took me a few balls to work out where the batsmen were standing (helped that England were in white and Australia in cream), a couple of overs to work out the score-board, and then perhaps a few more to unconfuse myself about who exactly batted when. After that I was thoroughly absorbed, and the books I'd taken along with me Just In Case remained in my bag. I'd happily go again; I'm only sorry we weren't there for today.
I have a decent idea of how cricket works (if it doesn't get technical with concepts like "spin"): it took me a few balls to work out where the batsmen were standing (helped that England were in white and Australia in cream), a couple of overs to work out the score-board, and then perhaps a few more to unconfuse myself about who exactly batted when. After that I was thoroughly absorbed, and the books I'd taken along with me Just In Case remained in my bag. I'd happily go again; I'm only sorry we weren't there for today.
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"despite England not doing terribly well yesterday"
They did a little better today . . .
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"And it turns out that they probably did quite well yesterday too..."
That was my conclusion, too. It was a lot of fun today watching the Oz fans whingeing about the pitch in their e-mails to cricinfo.com . . . Prunes, the lot of them.
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I realize that this is one of those "Hey! I did that once too, but nothing like it, really!" comments, but I couldn't resist.
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:-D I bet a local match is just as enjoyable, if the day is nice enough - certainly for my level of understanding of the technicalities!
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I'm so glad you had a good time. I love cricket, and one day, I swear, I'll get to a match rathyer than listen on the radio!
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Cricket is a fabulous excuse to sit in the sun for a day, it's delightful. It's also a great accompaniment to revision, as myself and
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Anyway, glad you went and glad you had such a good time!
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Also I really like the title of this post. *thinks of running through treacle and Mr Tallboy*
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*thinks of running through treacle and Mr Tallboy*
:-D I reread it last night. My summer has been all cricket and Shakespeare too - only I'm not at boarding school, hurray!
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There's no doube that hubris and nemesis do crop up a lot in cricket, even outside school stories.
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Bugger, though, quick search of the catalogue reveals we don't have Cricket Term. (bats eyes in your direction hopefully...)
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"I'm only sorry we weren't there for today."
And even more so today, I bet!
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