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"Oh, What A Sport!"
Response to Vin Fanfic and Discussion Group Challenge - Sport.
J.D. sighed long and hard. It was hot. His clothes felt sticky and he found himself considering another swim in the crystal clear waters only a few feet away.
The young man glanced at his companions who were littering the ground around him. A difficult mission the day before had provided the need for a debriefing session and such sessions always took place here at Four Corners. The debriefing had been completed the evening before and now the tired men were recuperating. They’d ridden out to the creek and after a swim, had eaten some lunch and then stretched out on the grass under the trees.
J.D. sighed again.
“Something up, kid?” Buck asked, pressing himself onto his elbows.
“No. Just… do you want to play some basketball?”
“No,” Ezra murmured, without opening his eyes. “Mr. Wilmington cheats shamelessly at said game.”
“Football?” J.D. suggested, hopefully.
“Not if Josiah’s playing,” Vin mumbled. “I’ve still got sore ribs.”
“And get hit between the eyes from one of Chris’ curve balls?” Nathan inquired, dreamily. “I’ll pass.”
“Where are you going to find a court out here?” Chris pointed out from under his hat. “Where are you going to find a ball out here for basketball, football or baseball, when it comes to that?”
J.D.’s eyes wandered to the collection of empty beer cans. “Well, we’ve got these,” J.D. offered. “And some old branches. Anyone for tennis with a can?”
There were collective grumbles.
J.D. sighed so pitifully that Buck sat up, rubbing his chin. “How about a game of cricket?”
Vin lifted his hat. Chris snorted. Josiah and Nathan both sat up slowly, happy memories reflected on their faces.
“Cricket?” Ezra asked, rolling onto his side, brow furrowed.
“Yeah. We used to play cricket in Katinda during the war. Just with a beer can and a branch. It was all we had.”
“A couple of Aussie soldiers taught us the game,” Nathan reflected, wistfully. “I’m up for cricket. Josiah?”
“Count me in,” the big man agreed, turning to Vin.
Tanner grinned. “Only if I can bat first. Cowboy?”
Chris mumbled something under his headpiece before lifting it and sighing. “I’m bowling.”
“I’ve never played cricket,” J.D. stated with some excitement, already on his feet.
“I admit that I too am not cognizant of the rudiments of the game.”
“Oh, it’s easy. Let’s see,” Buck stated, getting to his feet and beginning to search for a couple of branches to serve as bats. “You have two sides, one out in the field and one in. Each man that's in the side that's in goes out, and when he's out he comes in and the next man goes in until he's out.”
“What?” J.D. murmured, glancing at Ezra to see if he understood.
Josiah took up the explanation. “When they are all out, the side that's out comes in and the side that’s been in goes out and tries to get those coming in, out. Sometimes you get men still in and not out.”
“When a man goes out to go in, the men who are out try to get him out, and when he is out he goes in and the next man in goes out and is in,” Nathan added.
“The umpires stay out all the time and they decide when the men who are in are out,” Chris elaborated.
“When both sides have been in and all the men are out, and both sides have been out twice after all the men have been in, including those who are not out, that is the end of the game!” Vin finished.
“Ezra and J.D. can be on my team. Ezra, you go to silly mid-off and J.D., silly mid-on.”
“What?” the pair cried in unison.
Buck beamed at his two mystified companions. “Cricket. Oh, what a sport!”
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