Well it’s official, I am now more British than Ringo Starr. I spent an entire day watching test cricket while drinking tea and ale and I loved it.
To celebrate, well I’m not sure exactly…the fact that summer is almost here, that it was a tuesday, that cricket season just began, Robin, Josh and I traveled to Taunton to watch Somerset play Yorkshire in their first match of the season.
For those of you not familiar with cricket, county test matches generally last 4 days. They’ll play for 8 hours a day, taking breaks for lunch and tea. The only play two innings but it’s common that the those innings won’t even be finished by the end of the 4 days. It is a slow moving, civilized game – in other words, incredibly british. I mean all the players wear full white topped with sweater vests if it’s cold. See photographic evidence below.
Despite being a minority at the stadium (young, female, american), I felt very much at home hanging out around the cricket field. Cricket and baseball really aren’t very similar at all, but watching it is reminiscent of the bazillion hours I spent playing/watching softball. I think I’ll go again.
Now go listen to Roy Harper’s “When An Old Cricketer Leaves the Crease.”