POW priest and the sacrament of sport – Eureka Street

One time when visiting Sydney from the US, author Brian Doyle  got into a conversation with an elderly priest who had spent most of his working life on Bougainville Island.

Talking about cricket on Bougainville sent him back to one particular cricket match which he had witnessed as a prisoner of the Japanese Imperial Army in early 1943.

You can read the story here

Comments

  1. pamela sherpa says:

    I’ve just started reading “The Sporstmen of Changi ” by Kevin Blackburn.

  2. Paul Daffey says:

    Completely uplifting.

    I’ve spent years searching for that elusive word.

  3. Peter_B says:

    Powerful image. Thanks for sharing it.
    There are times when sport is transcendent and moves participant and spectator into myth and our better selves.
    The story reminds me of the sentence that ends Lincoln’s First Inaugural Address – forged in a time of impending war:
    “The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”

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