Originally posted by 88sOsONo 1 in Indian, Pakistan and Sri Lanka where players like Sachin Tendulkar are superstars. Bandladesh too, but they're useless at the moment. Big in SA and reasonable in England, but behind soccer of course. Perhaps biggest in Aus but hard to tell, although they're No 1 in the world. Certainly second in NZ to rugby. No longer dominant in the West Indies due to a ten year decline there, infighting and the allure of basketball. Played in other countries but these are the dominant ones.
I've got a question for those informed in cricket. Where is the sport big and how big is it relative to other sports in those countries. Just curious.
Cheers,
soso
Originally posted by StarrmanI thought it was the bowling. Both sides had the same pitch. If Pollock had not withdrawn, then Aus would probably not have made the total it did, but then probably SA would not have played the same way it did. It certainly was not a 400 wicket - the batsmen on both sides made the game by playing some of the innings of their lives. I don't know how long before we see the likes of this again.
It's because of the pitch that either team got anywhere near 400...
I see a couple of punters put down AU$20 000 after the end of the first innings for paltry returns (something like $200). I hope they could afford it.
Originally posted by Bosse de Nage
Give us a song, dyl.
Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong
Under the shade of a Coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Down come a jumbuck to drink at the water hole
Up jumped a swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stowed him away in his tucker bag
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me'".
Up rode the Squatter a riding his thoroughbred
Up rode the Trooper - one, two, three
"Where's that jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag?",
"You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me".
But the swagman he up and jumped in the water hole
Drowning himself by the Coolabah tree,
And his ghost may be heard as it sings in the Billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Originally posted by Crowleyand "the Matilda's" is now the nickname of the Aussie women's soccer team - fabulous
Once a jolly swagman camped by a Billabong
Under the shade of a Coolabah tree
And he sang as he watched and waited till his billy boiled
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Down come a jumbuck to drink at the water hole
Up jumped a swagman and grabbed him in glee
And he sang as he stowed him away in his tucker bag
"You'll come a-waltzing ...[text shortened]... as it sings in the Billabong,
"Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?"
Originally posted by buffalobillNo chance, to give away 900 odd runs in a 100 over match due to bowling alone would be some of the most pathetic bowling ever attempted. Hell, I know local club bowlers that wouldn't give away that many runs against a national side. You have to credit the pitch with at least 200 runs overall. I've seen bowling of that quality many times in ODI's and 320 type scores are the sort of totals you'd expect, even if the batsmen are on form.
I thought it was the bowling. Both sides had the same pitch. If Pollock had not withdrawn, then Aus would probably not have made the total it did, but then probably SA would not have played the same way it did. It certainly was not a 400 wicket - the batsmen on both sides made the game by playing some of the innings of their lives. I don't know how long ...[text shortened]... end of the first innings for paltry returns (something like $200). I hope they could afford it.
Originally posted by Bosse de NageYou don't bring me flowers
Give us a song, dyl.
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When I come thru the door
At the end of the day
I remember when
You couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after lovin' me late at night
When it's good for you, babe
And you're feelin' alright
Well you just roll over
And turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But "used to be's" don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
'Til we sweep them away
And baby, I remember
All the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh
And I learned how to cry
Well I leared how to love
And I learned how to lie
So you'd think I could learn
How to tell you goodbye
You don't bring me flowers anymore
Well you'd think I could learn
how to tell you 'goodbye'
You don't say you need me
You don't sing me love songs
You don't bring me flowers anymore