Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2007/01/11
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]2007-01-11-09:39:45 Ric Carter: > The fog is beginning to clear. > > Thanks for keeping the lingo down > > I, of course, apply your description through a baseball filter;^) I have an odd story -- from early youth I've always been that classic glasses-wearing, craving-a-good-curl-up-with-a-book geek. Sports ("sport" for the Anglophones) practically never interested me, whether to watch or to attempt to participate. I was a pretty good competitive swimmer, but all those games with balls flying through the air and lots of running around never went well. One year, though, when I was in school, I wondered if I could dip my toes in the water of team sports at that late date. I decided to try joining the Cricket Club, which was an organization which enjoyed being a quirky anomaly in the late-1970s US. I figured if I tried a sport which all the other kids *hadn't* been playing since before they were out of diapers, we'd all be starting even, and I wouldn't be as relatively bad as usual. The main lesson I learned was that natural athletic ability and practice in the ways of hand-eye coordination will always win out, even if the rules of the particular game are just being learned. Another lesson I learned was that I don't ever want to find myself stationed at "silly mid on". Mostly it was a lot of fun -- I've developed an odd fondness for, if not any kind of conoisseur's appreciation of, cricket. Our coach/sponsor was a truly charming and enthusiastic man (and engaging teacher of English) named Max Maxwell (I wonder if he's still alive and kicking?). We had friendly matches with whatever other teams we could find in the area -- which meant that we schoolboys did surprisingly well against a team from Princeton University, but were always soundly and expertly thrashed by the local Pakistani doctors' club. -Jeff M.