It's time for my annual pro-forma whinge about how frustrating it is when the national team in the only truly national team sport is playing a game, and the only place it will be broadcast is on the Murdoch-owned cable/streaming outlet. Not even on the publicly owned ABC radio.
I mean, there's no doubt at all that Scotland is gonna cop a proper thrashing, so it's not so much about missing the actual game as the principle of the Murdochs having the monopoly on the thing π€·ββοΈ
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Because I donβt have my Habs on TV regularly-and they suck these days anyway - cricket, and in particular Test Match cricket has been the fuel for my soul these last 40 years. Love it π
@DyDave you poor deluded man. you have fallen down the abyss of cricket & cannot be helped, it seems.
my π goes out to you. thoughts & prayers. thoughts & prayers. π
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The path to enlightenment is both winding and long, but Iβve occasionally found it of a summerβs afternoon at the Sydney Cricket Ground π
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When I was a boy in the 80s, our heroes were the West Indian teams that came out and thrashed us every other summer. The great Vivian Richards, Richie Richardson, and Curtly Ambrose from Antigua, Malcolm Marshall from Barbados, and later arguably the greatest of them all Brian Lara from Trinidad and Tobago.
They were like gods to us, and it was only later that our players got good enough to compete with those guys.
Sir Viv was awesome to watch.