The straw boaters, the striped jackets, the white flannels, the long dresses and large hats, the lemonade, the petit fours, the gentlemen in their uniforms with those small caps, the carriages with the matched pairs of grays, the cries of "Good Oh!" and "Out!", the long warm summer days, and in the background the punts on the Cam...God! I love cricket!

Nobody alive really understands it, of course, but then again, nobody really understands American football, Gaelic football, hurling, hockey, or croquet. Now, for a real sport, try quidditch.