Wicked Wickets

I had a go at the cricket over lunch with some of the boys from work who are gearing up for Australia's spring sport. Cricket is probably the only sport I know less about than baseball, but when in Rome. . . I begged off batting, figuring I'd better try and get my bearings before allowing people to throw hard objects at me at a high rate of speed. Instead, I opted to throw said hard objects at others. Made a few attempts at bowling - with results somewhat equivalent to my golf game (i.e., the occasional good effort followed by an erratic ball). Like all sports, it's harder than it looks.

Update (26/9/05): Almost a week later, my arm is still killing me.