Cricket is not illegal, for it is a manly game.
In affectionate remembrance of English cricket, which died at the Oval on 29th August,1882.Deeply lamented bya large circle of sorrowing friends and acquaintances. RIP. NB The body will be cremated and the ashes taken to Australia.
The British'Sphere of Influence'the cricket ball.
Cricket, like the novel, isgreat when it presents men in the round, when it shows the salty quality of human nature.
Most games are skin-deep, but cricket goes to the bone.
Cricket is a game of the most terrifying stresses with more luck about it than any other game I know. They call it a team game, but in fact it is the loneliest game of all.
Cricket is a batsman's game.
J'adore ce cricket; c'est tellement Anglais. I do so love cricketit's so very English.
Cricket to us was more than play, It was a worship in the summer sun.
Cricket is full of theorists who can ruin your game in no time.
May cricket continue to flourish and spread its wings. The world can only be richer for it.
Yet, when confinement's lingering hour was done, Our sport, our studies, and our souls were one: Together we impell'd the flying ball; Together waited in our tutor's hall; Together join'd in cricket's manly toil.
Like the British constitution, cricket was not made: it has 'grown'.
The laws of cricket tell of the English love of compromise between a particular freedom and a general orderliness, or legality.
Cricket more than any other game is inclined towards sentimentalism and cant.
It is far more than a game, this cricket.
The elements are cricket's presiding geniuses.
If Stalin had learned to play cricket, the world might now be a better place.
There is a widely held and quite erroneously held belief that cricket is just another game.
Cricket remains for me the game of games, the sanspareil, the great metaphor, the best marriage ever devisedof mind and body For meit remainstheProust of pastimes, the subtlest and most poetic, the most past- and-present; whose beauty can lie equally in days, in a whole, or in one tiny phrase, a blinding split second.
Oh God, if there be cricket in heaven, let there also be rain.
'Cricket,'said Raffles,'like everything else, is a good enough sport until you discover a better. As a source of excitement it isn't in it with other things you wot of Bunny, and theinvoluntarycomparison becomes a bore. What's the satisfaction of taking a man's wicket when you want his spoons?' 414
Body-line was not an incident, it was not an accident, it was not a temporary aberration. It was the violence and ferocity of our age expressing itself in cricket.
The youths at cricks did play Throughout the merry day.
The fellows were practising long shies and bowling lobs and slow twisters. In the soft grey silence he could hear the bump of the balls: and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl.
Heavenly weather. If life was always like that.Cricket weather. Sit around under sunshades.Over after over. Out. They can't play it here. Still,Captain Buller broke a window in Kildare Street Club with a slog to square leg.
I want to retire at 50. I want to play cricket in the summer and geriatric football in the winter, and sing in the choir.
A cricket tour in Australia would be a most delightful period in one's life if one was deaf.
Hail Cricket! glorious, manly, British game! First of all Sports! be first alike in fame!
Many continentals think life is a game, the English think cricket is a game.
Inever was a boy, never played atcricket; it isbetter to let Nature take her course.
Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom, Far from all resort of mirth. Save the cricket on the hearth.
To think of playing cricket for hard cash! Money and gentility would ruin any pastime under the sun.
Cricket? Itcivilises peopleand createsgood gentlemen.I want everyone to play cricket in Zimbabwe. I want ours to be a nation of gentlemen.
It's a funny kind of month,October. For the really keen cricket fan it's when you realise that your wife left you in May.
Cricket is a game full of forlorn hopes and sudden dramatic changes of fortune and its rules are so ill- defined that their interpretation is partly an ethical business.
It is that cricket field that, in all the sharp and bitter moments of life as they come to me now, gives me a sense of wholesome proportion: 'At least I am not playing cricket!'
Baseball has the great advantage over cricket of being sooner ended. It combines the best features of that primitive form of cricket known asTip-and-Run with those of lawn tennis, Puss-in-the-corner and Handel's Messiah.
Golf is to Fiji what cricket is to America.
Onpaper,England areagood cricketteam.Thetroubleis they play on grass.
Drinking the best tea in the world in an empty cricket groundthat, I think, is the final pleasure left to man.
Sometimes I dream of revolution, a bloody coup d'e tat by the second ranktroupes of actors slaughtered by their understudies, magicians sawn in half by indefatigably smiling glamour girls, cricket teams wiped out by marauding bands of twelfth men.
The cricket testwhich side do they cheer for?
Personally, I have always looked upon cricket as organized loafing.
I hear John Arlott's voice every weekend, describing cricket matches. He sounds like UncleTom Cobleigh reading Neville Cardus to the Indians.
Village cricket spread fast through the land.In those days, before it became scientific, cricket was the best game in the world to watcheach ball a potential crisis.
If there is any game in the world that attracts the half- baked theorist more than cricket I have yet to hear of it.
For a long time we dreamed of a real leather ball, and at last my brother had one for his birthday. The feel of the leather, the stitching round it, the faint gold letters stamped upon it, the touch of the seam, the smell of it, all affected me so deeply that I still have that ache of beauty when I hold a cricket ball.
Cricket is the greatest game that the wit of man has yet devised.
Cricket is baseball on valium.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; There midnight's all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet's wings.
Cricket can be a bridge and a glue Cricket for peace is my mission.
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