قراءة كتاب Mr. Punch's Book of Sport The Humour of Cricket, Football, Tennis, Polo, Croquet, Hockey, Racing, &c
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Mr. Punch's Book of Sport The Humour of Cricket, Football, Tennis, Polo, Croquet, Hockey, Racing, &c
Play.—The umpire's part.
The Irrepressible Joker Again (on bail.)—
Q. Where ought ducks' eggs to be most readily found? A. At the Oval.
Hairdresser (about to part customer's hair). "Centre, sir?"
Flannelled fool (rather an absent-minded beggar). "Oh—er—middle an' 'eg!"
ALL THE YEAR ROUND;
Or, Keeping Up the Ball.
When September soaks the fields,
And the leaves begin to fall,
Cricket unto football yields,—
That is all!
Yes—in hot or humid weather,
At all seasons of the year,
Life is little without leather
In a sphere.
In the scrimmage, at the stumps,
'Neath the goal, behind the sticks,
Life's a ball, which Summer thumps,
Winter kicks.
Our "terrestrial ball" is round,
(Is it an idea chimerical?)
Man, by hidden instincts bound,
Loves the spherical.
In rotund, elastic bounders,
Plainly the great joy of men is,
Witness cricket, billiards, rounders,
And lawn-tennis.
Classic Title for Dr. Grace.—"The Centurion."
He. "You're fond of cricket, then?"
She. "Oh, I'm passionately devoted to it!"
He. "What part of a match do you enjoy the most?"
She. "Oh, this part—the promenade!"
MR. PUNCH KEEPS HIS EYE ON CRICKET
Toast for Tavern Landlords.—The Cricketer, who always runs up a score by his innings.
Appropriate Cricket Ground.—Battersy-Park.





