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Cricket.
I love its quitessentially English nature.
I like that it is mysterious and nonsensical and is played by real sportsmen who still stop to have tea. I love that it is played on my local park by the British born Asian boys in the same way lads used to have a kickabout (soccer) in mine.
But I cannot be arsed to learn the rules.
I would rather be baffled by someone's maiden over, the fact they are 57 for 7 and that they are bowling from the gasworks' end (I know what that means in slang though).
It's a mystery and I don't want to rob it of that.
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