Mark,
Talk of the 20/20 series not having the depth of the one day game is somewhat ironic given that this is how people talked of the one day game when it was first introduced as compared with a 5 dayer.
For me the whole point of cricket is being at the game. Kick back, few beers, bite to eat and enjoy the spectacle. No one but no one does it like the Windies though. Win or lose that is one team you have to love rather than say the Australians who have a reputation for being both bad losers and bad winners. Sad but true I'm afraid. Even to the extent that when, after a truely miserable season playing against Australia the Brits finally managed to win something even many of the Australian fans were content.
So enjoy your Dreadlock Holiday.....
I say
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
I don't like cricket oh no
I love it
Don't you walk thru my words
You got to show some respect
Don't you walk thru my words
'Cause you ain't heard me out yet (10cc)
Apropos of nothing these are the lyrics to a song by Roy Harper, sums the game up beautifully I think.
- When the day is done, and the ball has spun
In the umpire's pocket away,
And all remains, in the groundsman's pains,
For the rest of time and a day.
There'll be one mad dog and his master, pushing for 4 with the spin.
On a dusty pitch, with two pounds six, of willow wood in the sun. -
- When an old cricketer leaves the crease, you never know whether he's gone,
If sometimes you're catching a fleeting glimpse, of a twelfth man at silly mid-on.
And it could be Geoff, and it could be John,
With a new ball sting in his tail.
And it could be me, and it could be thee,
And it could be the sting in the ale.-
- When the moment comes, and the gathering stands,
And the clock turns back to reflect,
On the years of grace, as those footsteps trace,
For the last time out of the act.
Well this ways of life's recollection
The hallowed strip in the haze,
The fabled men, and the moonday sun, -
- Are much more than just yarns of their days.