Inspiration, move me brightly
Flyover State, USA. Town they call A2.
The natives are friendly.
It's four in the morning
Not quite the end of December
The natives are friendly.
It's four in the morning
Not quite the end of December
And lying awake, I just had my thought for the week.
Bop... or Swing?
Such are the ways of the world.
posted by Tabula Rasa | 4/15/2006 04:20:00 PM
6 Comments:
"these are a few of my favo-rite things!"
Flyover country? Haha! The last time I heard that term was at a bar in Omaha and the guy who said it nearly lost an eye.
The trolls that live under the bridge, eh? Hmmm.
Am here in Boston, btw, with the worst throat infection ever encountered.
Ouch. Hope it gets better soon.
As for Ntini, shame you're in Boston where you couldn't follow his exploits at Centurion. Think the New Zealand batsmen would much prefer Coltrane's bop to his ribcage assault. Bowled beautifully; evoked a few memories of Courtney Walsh for me (something I must blog about soon).
Thanks.
Yes, I saw Ntini bop Langer one on the head week before -- Trane's bop, while quite an assault in itself, is definitely more enjoyable.
Langer got off lucky.
The Centurion wicket was a quite nasty one by day 3 - up and down bounce, and a bit of movement. Ntini was unplayable. There was a point where Hamish Marshall was up lying down on the ground and clutching his ribs after one blow too many. If you can get highlights of that game when back in HK, it's definitely worth it. And on an aside, finally wrote that essay on him.
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