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Drink-spillingly funny and honest to boot,
This review is from: Rain Men: Madness of Cricket (Paperback)
For a humble Sunday second eleven wicketkeeper, reading this book is like gazing into a mirror and seeing reflected in it the richness and absurdity of the game I love and the collection of similarly warped and addicted individuals I share it with.
If your team and two hangers on drive off to an away match, and cluster in threes to share cars (four is too many with full bags of kit), then arithmetic demands there will be one of you left over. Have you ever been that one, reluctantly driving ON YOUR OWN and with the whole journey to wonder if your place is in peril?
Have you seen a former Bletchley code-breaker reduced to tears trying to reconstruct a half-hearted attempt at scoring by a love-struck, mobile phone-bonded colt? Does he stuff that missing four on John's innings total, or does Clive count all his runs? Is a lifetime's friendship in the balance?
Have you ever secretly taken FIVE sausage rolls, hiding them under two carefully arranged sandwiches?
Why does it always rain just after you arrive at Kidmore End?
If this means anything to you, get the book, laugh till the tears stream down your face, viva Berkmann.