Test Cricket and T20: they’re family

Pf, you know the saying, ‘You can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family.’ Well, tell me about it!

T20’s invited me over for a barbie.


I mean, the guy just can’t take a hint. I’ve come up with all these pointed excuses to put him off, but here he is phoning me again. Like, sheesh, it’s getting so that I’ll just have to flat out insult him.

Take how he invited me over last month. I told him, “Saturday week? Oh shit, Saturday week I’m going to the Sydney Biennale. You know, where it’s all things refined. Cos’, you know, I’m a creature of refinement. Unlike you.”

Of course, I didn’t actually say those bits at the end; I just intimated them. But boy, was that a colossal blunder. Cos’ subtleties work as well with T20 as aesthetic batting.

As for the Biennale? Well, of course, I didn’t go. In fact, I wouldn’t  be caught dead at a Biennale. I just used its cosmopolitan air to illustrate how different we are. The same way I claimed a love of Cirque du Soleil when wriggling out of an invite a time before.

The barbie is this weekend, and seeing as I haven’t been to one in a while, I guess I’ll have to be dutiful and go. But geez, it’s gonna be brutal.

For starter’s, on top of T20, I’ve got to put up with other family … for one, bores like ODI.

Just like T20, ODI has the attention span of a goldfish. Actually, make that a goldfish with ADD. Or more precisely, a goldfish with ADD in a tank low on oxygen!

Like, the minute I’m not talking about partying or hitting 6’s, their eyes glaze over

Take how I was talking about the game one time. I was sayin how great it is when bowlers were all over batsmen. You know, when they’re on the attack and there’s 4 slips and a gully in the cordon; and the batsmen have to hang tough for entire sessions just to survive.

Anyway, I’m getting all passionate talking about it, and thinking me and ODI are on the same page, but then he says, “Yeah, all that stuff is OK, but, you know, in the end, you just wanna see the ball getting hammered … don’tcha?”

He then wanders off and cranks up T20’s doof music and then spends the rest of the arvo shotgunning tinnies with T20’s knobhead mate Big Bash, while I’m left stewing over how his ‘don’tcha’ didn’t even hint that it welcomed a right of reply.

Disconcerting as that was, though, at least I was doing the yapping and he the listening. When it’s the other way around, boy is that a snorefest.

Like, nobody hashes a story more than ODI. Sure he gets em off to a fair start, but then he just drones on and on and on, just like overs 15 to 40 where batsmen nurdlle singles and bowlers are happy to concede em.

And as for adding irony? Forget about it. His idea of irony is 6 to win off the last ball. Gee, how imaginative.

So, as you can see, it’s gonna be brutal spending an arvo with those troglodytes: absolutely torturous.

On the upside, Sheffield Shield will probably turn up, so I’ll have someone who’s on my wavelength. That said, Sheffield shield is pretty morose nowadays, so he’ll probably end up bumming me out by pining for the good old days and complaining that everything in this era is about money, money, money.

I also kinda feel that he resents me every now and then. Like, I get the feeling that he thinks I rarely leave time for him in my schedule. But what does he want me to do? Work part time? I mean, sheesh, just like everyone, I’ve got mortgage pressures too.

So anyway, as I said, you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family. But if you could? Well, I’d whittle all the short forms. That’d leave just me, Shield and Kanga cricket. And perhaps I’d make space for Tippity runs at the table? Nice wholesome kid that Tippity: nice wholesome kid.

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  1. Brilliant PP. Being a BBQ hopefully Backyard Cricket or Beach Cricket might also be there. They’re fun, if a little informal.

  2. Punxsu..and-the-rest-of-it Pete says

    Mickey, Backyard cricket, Beach Cricket, Tippity runs and Kanga would all by scooting around that Barbie high on red cordial and fizzy drinks. With my take on Test Cricket as a misanthrope in the mix, we’d have a situation like Christos Tsiolkas’s ‘The Slap’ before long, you’d think.

    I wanted to work Indoor Cricket into it as well, but couldn’t get a feel for what sort of characteristics he/she would have? I figured something ‘indoorsy’ (meh), so an introverted, bookworm was the prototype. Culled it in the final draft.

  3. Luke Reynolds says

    Absolutely brilliant PP.
    “He then wanders off and cranks up T20’s doof music and then spends the rest of the arvo shotgunning tinnies with T20’s knobhead mate Big Bash”, my favourite of all the many lines I laughed out loud at.
    Indoor Cricket would only come along to the BBQ if it was in Winter, at night and he could wear track suit pants!

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