|Is that it?|
It doesn't do it for me, cricket. Stopping for drinks is good but stopping for rain is puffy. Although I do quite like the slacks.
For football (ie normal) people cricket is a strange world of trudge, with five days of playing catch before the match is declared a draw and time for sandwiches.
There's even a difference in the way cricket players speak, like rugby (union) types. They talk about 'the guys' in a way you'd never hear footballers doing - even now, with the homogenisation of the game at the top level virtually complete.
Although I can imagine Jermaine 'you know' Jenas letting it slip before hurriedly moving on when he catches Harry Redknapp's eye. His popped casey face growling stage left like a disapproving flan.
Australian captain Ricky Ponting is an odd one. When he's wearing that baggy green cap he cuts a sort of Just William figure. He looks like he should have a catapult in his back pocket and be moaning about the contents of his 10p mix ('sherbet daaaaaaab?!!').
Play up, Britcrick!