Robin Peterson after beating India. Via Cricinfo
Me writing about cricket is like Ranjit Fernando doing commentary, but whatevs. The Cricket World Cup really is the cup that counts and the excitement and energy around it make it a wonder for anyone to watch. What I love about the game is that it’s an emotional roller coaster and yet goes on long enough for you to drive around and have meals in between. I left the South Africa match to make dinner and they were losing, came back and they were batting well, then bad again, then, at the very last minute, they pulled it out. Truly thrilling, as it seemed to be for everybody on Twitter as well.
I still think last night’s Bangladesh match was the best. I left that thinking Bangladesh was winning, then saw it on TV at a friend’s house where they were suddenly down in the dumps. Gave them up for dead, came home, and they pulled it off at the last minute. These last two matches have been amazing, down to almost the last ball, very high tension, very intense action, very good fun.
People say some sports are dumb, but I don’t think that’s ever quite true. As Shehan wrote in Chinaman (which should be a World Cup read for everyone) “Unlike life, sport matters.” You can really feel it in the last over of a World Cup match. Everything is imbued with meaning and you truly pay attention.