Hah, I am now imagining the cast of LoTR on the cricket pitch...
Eomer is the Ian Botham figure, mane of blond hair, all welly and no finesse, thumping it over the Rammas Echor for six. Aragorn is the all-rounder; demon fast bowler (with that height), bats at No. 3. Faramir is, of course, a spin bowler (devious, deceptive Ranger type). Legolas is devastating in the outfield; the Hobbits field at slip. Gimli keeps wicket.
Oh, and Gandalf umpires, obviously.
(And Eowyn keeps demanding to know why she is expected to keep score and rustle up the cucumber sandwiches ;-) )
This is making me insanely happy. Faramir bats like Paul Collingwood/Brigadier Block *(read the first paragraph here).
Denethor always retains the ashes.
And Eowyn watches her menfolk indulgently, before heading off to do what she considers to be a proper sport, like rockclimbing or bungee jumping or white water rafting.
And Eowyn watches her menfolk indulgently, before heading off to do what she considers to be a proper sport, like rockclimbing or bungee jumping or white water rafting.
Which makes me want to quote Wendy Cope's The Cricketing Versions:
'There isn't much cricket in the Cromwell play' (overheard at a dinner party)
There isn't much cricket in Hamlet either, There isn't much cricket in Lear. I don't think there's any in Paradise Lost* - I haven't a copy right here.
* Apparently there is. 'Chaos umpire sits,/And by decision more embroils the fray.' Paradise Lost, Book II, lines 907-8.
Now I'm just imagining them all in cricket whites [fwump]
She comments later in the poem, "You could make a long list of the plays and the books/In which there's no cricket at all."
This is, of course, true, but ignores the utter brilliance of things like Chapter 18 of Murder must Advertise ("Unexpected Conclusion of a Cricket Match") which is absolutely one of my favourite episodes in a novel ever
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Hee! I noticed your posts getting longer as the deadline for packing got shorter! What a wonderful paragraph! Do you remember the cricket matches from Antonia Forest's The Cricket Term? Particularly the one with the cries of: "Nemesis! Hubris!"
[whistles nonchalantly - the packing did get done, somehow!]
I've never read Cricket Term - we don't have it at work for some reason and I don't think the county library has it either, though I must check that...
(Is she dark-haired like her grandmother, then? For some reason I had her down in my head as blond...)
And no, Faramir, Gondor is not your hobby, Gondor is your job! (As I'm sure Morwen will point out...)
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And no, Faramir, Gondor is not your hobby, Gondor is your job!
His hobby obviously being first editions. (And chess.)
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And do you think Gondor has harpsichords? (Or did Wimsey favour the spinet, I forget?) "Bach for tomorrow, when the grey matter begins to revolve..."
Morwen = "dark maiden"
D'oh. Told you I wasn't very with it this evening.
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And I think everyone's Sindarin gets a little flaky after 11pm.
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Eomer is the Ian Botham figure, mane of blond hair, all welly and no finesse, thumping it over the Rammas Echor for six. Aragorn is the all-rounder; demon fast bowler (with that height), bats at No. 3. Faramir is, of course, a spin bowler (devious, deceptive Ranger type). Legolas is devastating in the outfield; the Hobbits field at slip. Gimli keeps wicket.
Oh, and Gandalf umpires, obviously.
(And Eowyn keeps demanding to know why she is expected to keep score and rustle up the cucumber sandwiches ;-) )
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Denethor always retains the ashes.
And Eowyn watches her menfolk indulgently, before heading off to do what she considers to be a proper sport, like rockclimbing or bungee jumping or white water rafting.
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Hee, yes. Dogged defence in the last ditch.
Denethor always retains the ashes.
Oi! Beverage warning!
And Eowyn watches her menfolk indulgently, before heading off to do what she considers to be a proper sport, like rockclimbing or bungee jumping or white water rafting.
Or Australian Rules football ;-)
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Sorry, sorry, had to be said!
Or Australian Rules football ;-)
Or Orc Patrol
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Which makes me want to quote Wendy Cope's The Cricketing Versions:
'There isn't much cricket in the Cromwell play' (overheard at a dinner party)
There isn't much cricket in Hamlet either,
There isn't much cricket in Lear.
I don't think there's any in Paradise Lost*
- I haven't a copy right here.
* Apparently there is. 'Chaos umpire sits,/And by decision more embroils the fray.' Paradise Lost, Book II, lines 907-8.
Now I'm just imagining them all in cricket whites [fwump]
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Now I'm just imagining them all in cricket whites [fwump]
*happy noises*
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This is, of course, true, but ignores the utter brilliance of things like Chapter 18 of Murder must Advertise ("Unexpected Conclusion of a Cricket Match") which is absolutely one of my favourite episodes in a novel ever ( ... )
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I've never read Cricket Term - we don't have it at work for some reason and I don't think the county library has it either, though I must check that...
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