I think I'd enjoy the 20/20 cricket (or whatever it's called) but test matches are a bit long for my taste.
I worked on a farm in Yorkshire for 6 months back in '98. The youngest son was a good cricket player and taught me some techniques in exchange for me teaching him some basketball fundamentals. He was taking basketball as one of his classes that term. With my long arms I could generate plenty of pace but had trouble keeping the arm straight enough. It was fun though.
I can't believe just how sh!t Torres has become. He was simply awesome for that first goal. Now watching him tonight, well, I can't just believe it.
Mini-rant-- The way veterans are treated in America by the government in ********ing ridiculous. I just got off the phone with the VA and the rep told me that my To quote the great Yankee catcher Yogi Berra- "Half of this game is 90% mental." I still believe that Torres' problems are mental more than physical. He sold his soul to the devil I think and probably knew it right away once he got to Chelsea. Sure he's lost a little pace but he looks a man completely bereft of confidence and out of his comfort zone. Had he stayed who knows. We all know he looks well past it now though. I bet a change of scenery would do him good but who'd buy him?
I'm a medium to medium fast swing bowler, who can get natural out swing with my action which was handy. I used to open the batting as well, but only because I could defend. My leg side shots are fairly minimal, but my drives and cut shots are a thing of beauty!
One of my closest friends was there when it happened the first time, and people right next to him were getting shot. I worry about him. This could bring back some memories.
I was a 'reasonable' bat. Loved stepping into the ball and catch the half volley in the meat of the willow. A little reckless at times though. My off break caused problems and the guys in the slips loved those edged balls. I was always told I had a funny delivery, prolly trying to get too much of a break on the ball. The outfield I loved playing 'silly mid on,' always fun to intimidate a batsman playing against a good slow spinner. Or I'd go relief backstop. The old goalie y'know.
As I am left handed I was a popular choice in my school team to open the bowling. Back in the day I had some speed too. However, as my older brothers taught me how to bat early, I was a right handed batter. I did great practicing and in the street with my older brothers. But in a match my bottle would go, always felt like the fielders were really close and my nerves went. So I ended up mid to low order batsman who would come in and slog a bit. But remained an opening bowler for the school for a few years. A bit wayward once in a while but always managed to pick up the odd wicket here or there. My better cricket memories are just playing in the street with my brothers. We invented our own rules and played test matches for hours during the summer.
Fun days mate, playing until dark or until yer mam called you in. Don't remember how many bats we sawed out of old 2x4's. Old tennis balls, or if you were really lucky, an old corkie with the leather worn away on the paving. Tall and skinny as I was, I could never generate the pace for a fast ball.
Some of us have screen names that are fairly self explanatory. Others not so much (at least to me). oikos, pikas, ASAA, et al, I have no idea about.