Ah, cricket. Loved by those who grow up where it’s played and an utter mystery to everyone else.
I spent yesterday at Brisbane’s Gabba, a modern day amphitheatre, enjoying day 3 of the first Ashes test. It wasn’t the most compelling game – Australia’s dominance reminded me of a cat toying with an injured baby bird and the “fun police” have cracked down on water melon helmets, trumpets, beach balls and Mexican waves. However, if you’re visiting Australia and get the chance to see cricket or AFL at a major venue, I recommend that you do. It’s always good fun, relaxing in the sun with a beer, chatting with your mates, watching the crowd dynamics and the game. And it’s a great way to put work aside and wind down for a few hours.