
Harkening back to my formative years, when my family lived in jolly old England, I used to play cricket. Maybe I should take up that sport instead.
It’s so much more civilized than football.
But, then again, if I can barely get a couple of hours on Sunday to catch a game, how can I expect to get a few days to watch a test match between my favorite cricket teams (for the uneducated, the longest cricket match was played between South Africa and England in 1939 and lasted 12 days. A total of 43 hours and 16 minutes of playing time resulted in 1,981 total runs. After all that, the match was finally called a draw, lest England miss their ship to get home.)
Imagine trying to get that past your wife. “Honey. I’m just going to sit here in my easy chair for the next week and watch cricket. Please make sure I’m fed and bathed. Thanks!”
Of course, I’d have to learn to like tea. I never quite understood the hot dirty water concept. Oh well, maybe I’m just not civilized enough for cricket.
Okay, so I’ll stick with football – American football. Humiliating losses to teams like the Texans and all, give me the Black Hole and a rowdy Raider fan any day of the week! It’s definitely more my cup of tea.
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