What happens when you dump a Texan in Australia and he watches local sports to kill time in the offseason? Confusion, mostlly.
(Disclaimer- All of Hawk's knowledge about Cricket has been gleaned from watching one game with the sound off, reading one book that mentioned Cricket a few times in passing, reading a Douglas Adams book and whatever knowledge has been unconsciously gained as a result in living in Australia. Any attempts to play Cricket based on my take will probably not be true to the game- but may be much more fun.)
Ah, Australian Spring, where the temperature dips from 42 degrees C (that's 108 for us honest, metric-fearing folk) to a much more tenable 38 degrees (100 f) and it's time to put on long pants, a polo shirt and a sweatervest, build yourself a little wooden idol and prepare yourself to defend it with the bastard offspring of a baseball bat and the hazing paddle from your local fraternity wall.
