Cricket is the pursuit of gentlemen. A game of pure metaphysics. Here - I pause - recalling the age of 'the very good look'. I return to the joy of my childhood, adolescence and mid-twenties and discover cricket on the threshold of a cataclysm.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Turgid Twenty20 for 20
sorry Middlesex and T&T,
but this is terminally boring.
The ideal soporific.
Good night (yawn)...
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Crusaders off to Antigua!!! Spitfires shot down at the death!!!
But there can only be one set of winners (on the flight to Antigua)...
I have behaved badly today.
That Irish guy begging me for money - then WorldVision guy Gabriel @Shepherd's Bush shopping centre opposite BoooksEtc (now no more) - then me pretending to support ltvn through his bad link to the final, then me hopping off to chavstar at the drop of a hat (I'm a cricket channel slag - no loyalty at all). Sins...
- indifference to the poor (Irish guy in Harlesden)
- indifference to the poverty stricken (World Vision)
- hypocrisy - pretending to care then jumping into someone else's ship when I didn't get what I wanted (ltvn tried, wasn't happening. Pretended to be nice, but I left him alone for a better stream of T20 on another channel...)
Now I feel ashamed because I have no shame. If I'm like this for a game of cricket streamed across the web, what would I be like for something of real importance???
I'm now going to feel very bad about myself. I hate me today. I'm a middle-aged no-hoper. What's up with me?
Will cricket ever be shown (or made available) on terrestrial or Freeview TV ever again? Will anyone give a monkey's t*ss if it isn't?