This morning I was celebrating a fifteen day sporting competition ending in a 0-0 draw, something that filled me with joy but has left others confused.
I’ve done a good job of teaching Mrs G the rules and laws of cricket, she can tell me what a maiden is and the difference between the main forms of the game are. She’s also getting the hang of the LBW law (the cricketing litmus test – if you understand leg before you had a decent grasp of the game, a bit like the offside rule in football).
She is also slowly grasping the naming of the fielding positions (like what a “silly mid-off” is and how it differs from “third man”). This is pretty impressive considering that she comes from the relative cricketing backwater of New York. Where she struggles is not in the application of the game, but the matches themselves. Like many she doesn’t get the meaning of cricket. Continue reading
I suffer from a curious illness, at times it can be crippling but I had thought in the last few years I had been able to get over it. However at recent events it has come back with a vengeance. I suffer from Cricket Affective Disorder (CAD), I have the Wicket Blues. This particular malady only affects a certain sub-group of people, the English Cricket Team fan. No other nation has been able to report a similar illness (although ongoing research is being made into Australian Smugness and Indian Cricket Mania aka Tendulkaritis) and medical organizations are desperately trying to find a cure.
Recent studies by WHO and the ICC had shown that cases of CAD was in decline and were ready to declare the complete eradication of the disease last summer. However it seems that the disease has mutated into a more powerful form, possibly with the N1 TeAM strain crossing with SubContinent Wobbles earlier in the year (with the first case being reported in a certain IR Bell). It seems that we finally may have discovered a cure for this illness, as the results of tests in India have been very positive and look like we may have had a breakthrough after nearly 30 years of work. Continue reading
Unlike most people around me I’ve had a pretty good run of results from the sport this weekend. This may have something to do with not putting all my competitive action into the football-basket, and mostly due to being unpatriotic in the teams I support. The weird part about international sports is that you have no choice in the teams you support, for various reasons I have gone against this and support the teams and players I like.
The quirk of my birth is that I should sit here supporting England and English (or British) teams and players, however the sporting gods have conspired to have me shout and scream for those born away from these shores. Whether it be an Aunt’s brainwashing or the emotional impact of a Divine Ponytail’s penalty miss I am a multi-national fan (and as the Future Mrs GeekErgoSum is American means I need to add four more sports to my repertoire). Continue reading
The greatest cricket team I have ever seen has been the Australian team of the 90′s and 2000′s, but before the era of Warne and Ponting came the West Indies and they may have been the greatest team ever. This week the BBC has aired “Fire in Babylon“, a documentary of the Windies teams from the 70′s and 80′s, and it’s something special.
If you love cricket, it is worth watching.
If you love sport, it is worth watching.
If you are interested in social history, it is worth watching.
For the rest of you…it is worth watching. Continue reading
Unless you have suffered from depression I don’t believe you can understand how hard it hits you, and unfortunately I can. Despite all the great action at the world cup, the one incident that has had the most impact on me has been Michael Yardy going home.
It’s been the topic of discussion amongst commentators and ex-cricketers all week, who have tried to explain it in terms of ‘pressure’ and ‘not being in form’. I can’t be angry or upset that they don’t get it, like childbirth until you have been there you can’t understand the feeling. Continue reading