'Um, batter up...I think

Krip and I are going to a cricket game huh, match today after he gets home from work. I think I'm excited.

And, I know I'm not supposed to do this (because Krip is constantly telling me so), but I still equate cricket to baseball. I know, I know before my British bloggers start screaming at me, it's not anything like baseball. We throw the ball, they bowl the ball (but not like bowling down an alley, it's being thrown in the air and then has one bounce), and it's the wickets that count, but then it's outs that count in baseball. Both games do use bats, the wooden kind, not the flying kind. And we both do run, when the players manage to hit the damn ball. And...both can be very dull in between the periods of excitement.

So, yes, cricket is not like baseball, but it's the only game I can come up with that's anywhere remotely similiar - but not. This here is becoming my bible on cricket. It is an American translation of a basically British game, by an American, for Americans, who want to even remotely understand the game of cricket.

I do realize that it's not rocket science, and one of these days, I will be able to stop thinking like an American and start thinking like a Brit, at least where the game of cricket is concerned.

Hmm, maybe there's hope for me yet.