A brief history of Sri Lanka
April 16th 2009 22:21
Back when Sri Lanka was Ceylon at least I knew where mum's cups of tea were coming from.
And it's much easier to say Ceylon than Sri Lanka. I always feel like I've got a speech impediment. Or there's a juicy cumquat in my mouth making me dribble a lot as I speak.
The Sri Lankan cricket side changed the face of one-day-international cricket by scoring quickly in the first fifteen overs. The players have really hard names to pronounce and we need to hear Tony Greig pronounce them before we actually know how to say them. Phonetics help. Wick-Rammer-Singer. Sounds like a Sri-Lankan porn rapper. Get down. Get up again. Yo!
Murali is not a blow-fish. His eyes pop naturally. His arm is bent because it's not straight.
I was at Adelaide Oval the day that little fatty-pats of a captain took the side off the field. Adelaide Oval has a nice members bar with televisions, where you can watch the fighting in Sri Lanka in air-conditioned comfort, and talk about how tragic it is as you order another beer. You can even tell everyone you're an expert on Sri Lanka, and they'll believe you.
People die in Sri Lanka of other things than drink driving. They don't have drink driving ads because there's a few more important things going on.
The Phantom lives somewhere near Ceylon.
And it's much easier to say Ceylon than Sri Lanka. I always feel like I've got a speech impediment. Or there's a juicy cumquat in my mouth making me dribble a lot as I speak.
The Sri Lankan cricket side changed the face of one-day-international cricket by scoring quickly in the first fifteen overs. The players have really hard names to pronounce and we need to hear Tony Greig pronounce them before we actually know how to say them. Phonetics help. Wick-Rammer-Singer. Sounds like a Sri-Lankan porn rapper. Get down. Get up again. Yo!
Murali is not a blow-fish. His eyes pop naturally. His arm is bent because it's not straight.
I was at Adelaide Oval the day that little fatty-pats of a captain took the side off the field. Adelaide Oval has a nice members bar with televisions, where you can watch the fighting in Sri Lanka in air-conditioned comfort, and talk about how tragic it is as you order another beer. You can even tell everyone you're an expert on Sri Lanka, and they'll believe you.
People die in Sri Lanka of other things than drink driving. They don't have drink driving ads because there's a few more important things going on.
The Phantom lives somewhere near Ceylon.
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Comment by Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
2, 3*, 0, 9, 7, 2, 1, 1, 6, 1, 0*, 0, 1*, 10*, 7, 7, 0, 1, 2.
His brother was umpiring for the 10*, so his average isn't really a fair indication of his prowess.
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
Comment by Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
Comment by Norm
Consumption Malfunction
Equal and Opposite
Arses and Elbows
Footy Power
Your appeals were always going to fall on deaf eyes.
Comment by Damo
I think he would like that himself.
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Evil Pleasures
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stu kicks
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
Well he's going to have to something. There's too many ex sportsmen in politics now.
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
it does conjure visions of more than fruit.
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
Give me a moment and I'll Google it.
Comment by Nevar
Is Why
If you only moan, gasp and quiver during sex, did the climax cum by ya as a screamer or a dreamer?
Where's the promised blogging wench's post?
Who's prowess? She listed?
BTW-briefs, as in fruit of the loom's neutered_ed?
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It's a bit over 100, and I'm simplifying and skipping a fair bit, but I think that's the gist of it.
Comment by Damo
Cricket in less than 100 words.
It is what the British Empire taught the colonies as an apology for invading their lands. The colonies have been ever so grateful since and show their appreciation by show that they can beat the socks off the Poms.
There you go.
However to explain what a Pom is will take over 1000 words.
Comment by Lilla
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*lol* Damo at Wick~Rammer~Singer the wrap singer. Too funny!
/seriously/ Whilst I lived in India I really got into the one day cricket. Suprising as i am not a sports fan at all, but it was a national holiday in India everytime the one~day matches were on; the country literally stopped! As I travelled about a fair bit with local Indian friends, I usually watched these games in hotel lobbies as *one of the boys* with the staff all sat around booing, hissing and jabbering in Hindi. It was comical and I have to say that by the afternoon when the second team is chasing the morning teams efforts (esp. if that team was the UK) . .it was REALLY EXCITING STUFF!
I never kept up the practice of watching it after I left India, the lack of culture here in Oz (that is [as Damo says] to whoop the pants off the British Team and that contagious humourous passion of doing so), seems to water the excitment down substantially and it just all seemed terribly hum drum in comparison. I gave it away when I returned to Oz in 1991; although I don*t mind a backyard game here and there with friends.
Nevar: I believe the history of cricket was that it was a scullery yard game played by milking maids who used their three legged milking stools as the original wicket. The idea is to get as many runs (that is laps run between the two wickets ~ or stools placed at a suitable distance to each other) with as few balls thrown as possible. .. and even fewer batsman caught out (that is the ball hitting the stool [or wicket] ) when trying to hit those balls.
Tongue firmly in cheek now* Hence the phrase : Life often throws a curve ball.
David: Thanks for the warm memories this conjured up.
Lilla . .
Comment by Damo
You left India in 1991?
The things we learn when we are not fighting Warbles.
I was in in Sri Lanka in 1990.
You were in the neighborhood.
Why didn't you drop in?
We could have had a spot of Tea and some papadams.
Comment by Lilla
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I was up the road a bit, staying in (well near) Delhi and travelling around the northern parts on a spiritual mission (avoiding the political unrest in Punjab at the time), but I am sure we were watching the same one-day games and cheering along when the UK got its ass whooped!
As a side note: I would love to visit Sri Lanka one day, no doubts, but perhaps when the trouble is over?
Raising my Chai glass and scoffing my idly dosa.
Cheers,
Lilla . .
Comment by Nevar
Is Why
Hahahaha, very good stuff.
Lilla, I have an unwavering affection for butterfly's, especially the Monarch variety. During my well spent youth, I would paint one on my face before I'd go out to work as combination DJ-bouncer, half my face was black for darkness and the other half was white for light.
It was my way of paying homage and respect to a little girl that was dying, who'd been asked to draw out what she felt about dying; she saw herself as a transitioning Monarch butterfly going from darkness into light, and her message moved me greatly.
I was able to share that story many times, and never once had to justify my actions when the questioner learned the story behind my Butterfly Face.
Good to see you and what have you all done with David??
Comment by Lady Henrietta Muddling
Potter in a Harry
I didn't want to interrupt.
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Comment by Damo
We were going to invite you too. We have plenty of tea to go around. I'll get a wheely bin with stumps painted on it and few tennis balls. You bring an old fence paling as a bat and we will make a day of it.
Comment by Lilla
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What a wonderful way to describe dying.
I can see why it touched you; out of the mouth of babes.
Lovely to see you too.
Lilla . .
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