An interesting and varied August so far, with glimpses of the Spirit of Cricket as far afield at Radlett and Hove. I shall report shortly (or perhaps, given that, in the Winter, I have more time and no cricket to watch, less shortly). I did try (honestly) to write about yesterday’s game at Grace Road between Leicestershire and Surrey, but realised that I was boring even myself so, frankly, I gave up.
Instead, here are a couple of interim Spirit of Cricket Awards. Firstly to this splendid man (perhaps a Surrey fan) who spent the day happily absorbed in doing something or other with this strange box-like contraption, made out of painted cardboard and sticks. It appeared to be a scoring device of his own invention, or perhaps some kind of home-made orgone accumulator but, whatever it was, it seemed to be giving him great pleasure. I salute his achievement in the face of what was a very dull match.
My second award goes to this opening batsman. Scenting a score against some moderate bowling he is trying to persuade the opposing Captain to resume play in driving rain. Happily for him, play resumed shortly afterwards. Unhappily, he was soon out.
It’s a funny old game, you know, cricket.