Friday, November 24, 2006

Cricket is fun.....when you have luxury box seats.


One of the things I wanted to do while I was down here was go see a cricket match. Don't ask me why, I guess to blend in with South African culture or something like that. Anyway, I went to the limited overs Domestic Championship between our hometown Cobras v. the Warriors. As confusing as Americans think cricket is, it's much easier to understand than baseball - without question. After watching it for 2 months down here, it's not hard to follow at all. It's just not real exciting, because even a one-day limited overs match lasts 7 hours. So how do you beat the boring parts of a match? Run into someone who you work with whose brother has a luxury box complete with free food and drinks - that's how.

I'm not sure how many Americans have gotten to sit in luxury box seats at a South African cricket match, but I'm one of them now. By the way, the Cobras won in what was actually a really exciting match, at least at the finish. And the guy I work with got incredibly drunk and started hitting on an 18-year old. He's 60. That was probably even better than watching the Cobras win.

Is that a Sex Pistols shirt or are you just happy to see me?

You can find a lot of interesting stuff down here in South Africa (which you can also probably find online, but that's beside the point), and today I found what I've been looking for for years - a SEX PISTOLS t-shirt. Despite the ridiculous cost for it, even by American standards, it's awesome.

In case you think I'm crazy, which I am, there's a reason I needed this shirt. Back in college I actually wrote a 20-page research paper on the way the Sex Pistols helped define punk. So cheers to you Sid Vicious - the Sex Pistols are alive and well in South Africa.

God save the Queen!