Cricket and Emotions

Cricket and Emotions

I watched the Cricket World Cup without any emotions.

That is also because I had nothing else to do on this particular Sunday.

This is the only (having been a cricket fanatic from Childhood) time I did not blog or made any predictions about Ceylonese team or any other team.

I wished if Ireland was there in the preliminaries but it was a tight schedule and as usual weather spoiling few games.

I did not watch any other games.

I just used to look at the results of the other matches past midnight when I was browsing the emails (which I finish in less than an hour).

When I looked at the BBC live report and the expression written down by commentators (former players included) and spectators, I wonder how many of them had near enough heart attack.

I remember long time ago one player I knew (hockey player) had a heart attack when Ceylon Team lost in a cricket game.

I mode my a resolution I will watch the game without much a do.

Just another game. Well I am not playing, anyway. I won’t go for betting, too. 

 

I sometime think live coverage spoils the game, if somebody really loves the game buy a ticket and go in person to the cricket ground.

Mind you cricket is the only game an Asian can go.

If an Asian (my time in UK) go to a football game, one is almost trampled to death.

I used to hide in a coffee shop or bookshop when these guys (spectators) come out after a football match.

That was the reason, I was never interested in football.

I got a kick when Argentina beat them in 1980s.

I was in UK, then.

The sports have become a sort of mania.

I do not want to be a part of it. 

I practice equanimity (neutral) instead. 

Mind you I lived for short time in both countries and ordinary British and New Zealand guys are simple and ordinary except during matches of Football or Cricket.

I used to play snooker or billiard and I loved billiards.

One need meditative attention to play this game and always made a point to beat white guys. 

Some of them ask where the hell you learned this game. 

I say Ceylon. 

Where the hell is Ceylon, the response. 

Playing billiards help me to graduate into meditation in later life. 

I am slowly approaching equanimity. 

World Cup was an example.