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| Subject: Something I never understood until I moved to the UK... | |
Author: Ed Harris (Venezia) | [ Next Thread |
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] Date Posted: 01:52:54 12/08/04 Wed In reply to: Andrew(Canada) 's message, "Rugby" on 01:40:59 12/08/04 Wed Cricket is an odd creature. However much we colonials may play it, I don't believe that we can really understand it until we see it in its original context. I remember, when I was a young lad, getting to know this weird, green and chilly new country, I was taken out of London to the countryside by my parents, and after a long walk we found a village with a pub in it. Opposite the pub was the village green, and as we sipped cider outside a sixteenth century pub and day turned into dusk, the amateur cricketers played on the green: significantly, without even bothering to keep the score - tournament didn't enter into it. When it was too dark to play on they drew stumps and came across to the pub for some Scrumpy and Winkle's Old Peculiar in their grass-stained Whites and smoked pipes. Cricket in RSA just isn't like that - we care who wins. I think that this was the moment when I fell in love with Britain. To quote the bloke, "England, with all thy faults I love thee still." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |