dready art ‘leg over’ – 36×15 – limited edition HD archival pigment print
i found myself this week thinking about cricket … i was at lunch with two men who had been to school together, and the chat turned to cricket somewhere along the line …
i had been, but i never said so, on the first 11 at school …
but i was an interested but uncommitted yute (and not just with sports either!) …
i loved sports, enjoyed them, played them well, was strong, fast, agile – but but but that serious pursuit of excellence required by coaches and masters and parentals however was, for my constantly distracted self, unattainable …
if only you’d apply yourself …
i found my head running back to the last day i played on the first 11 … a late arrival, a dishevelled self, a lackadaisical swing at a well bowled ball, lazy fielding for a few overs …
i wasn’t invited back …
over
and out …