And don’t forget the big man himself Federer who is a big fan and attended a private school is Switz where they play.
When I’ve had a beer like today I always tell useless yarns about cricket so I might as well today.
When I lived in Argentina…on the 3rd or 4th day I went to see Argentina play at Virrey Del Pino in Belgrano, which is an inner city suburb.
By 1pm it was getting hot and I was getting thirsty, so I got myself a litre and a glass, much to the disgust of the Anglo-Argentine old timers who were sitting near me. These blokes had lived in Argentina all their lives and so had their parents and their parents also…but had names like Pablo Campbell, Diego Brown, etc etc…very surreal
Anyway, the game finished. Being at Virrey Del Pino is like being at any cricket ground in the world…kids in the nets…people barracking for their team…in Argentina…that often means foot stomping in time.
By afternoon end, Argentina lost, I’d had a few…maybe 6 or 7 and then all these kids came up demanding that the Ortrarliano (Australian/me) play a game with them seeing as they could now take over the pitch.
I said I’d umpire which meant I didn’t have to move much and I could still hold a can of beer.
Everything was going well until this fiery young (10 yrs) fast bowler appealed for an LBW. I turned it down. I speak ok Castellano now…but then I only knew swear words. I copped many swear words from those bowler kids that afternoon. And while it was a bit of a shock to hear 10/12 year old go off…I realised how much the game means to them.
I’ll see if I can find a photo of Virrey Del Pino from a mere club game