This story is written in the mock epic style and pokes fun at the English elite class and their leisurely life style.
The match itself is hilarious with a lot of situations which are really funny. To add to this, the language introduces subtle humour. The characters are finely etched and each of them belies the obvious expectations that we have of them.
James Livingstone..the sound club cricketer is dispatched easily. Boone....with his Cambridge Blues plays such as execrable shot that all wonder at it, the namby-pamby looking, flannel-clad delicate looking man-Southcott- doesnt look like he could servive at the crease for long but he plays so well that the bowles are frustrated and the urchins are in the seventh heaven of delight!!!
The match is such a serious affair that the bowler puts in efforts and looks like a combination of Vulcan and Venus Annadyomene. His last ball is a titanic effort. The rate collector tries all his tried and tested trick...to no avail!!!! the ending is hilariously befitting. Shakespeare Pollock plays it like baseball!!!
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