Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Not really Cricket

This is a bit like saying that it just isn't British.
Well the telly was inadvertently left on tonight, while I was wallowing in a hot bath (makes me sound like a hippo, which I am not, although I do feel like one sometimes).  
And I'm lying there wondering what it is I am listening to.
I hear roars and screams.  There is the sound of mad applause.  The commentators voices rise in pitch with fervent excitement.
I get out of the bath, wrap myself in an over sized towel and walk back into the living room.
To my amazement, it was cricket.
Not a world cup football match, or the finals at Wimbledon, but simply an England vs. India cricket match.
Whatever happen to civilized, gentle clapping, eh?

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